It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Su Wanyu hurried forward to support her, her eyes full of concern: "Madam, how can this be possible? You are not fully recovered yet."

Tears welled up in little Guo's eyes, and her voice choked with sobs: "Wanyu, thank you..."

Su Wanyu took out a delicate handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from little Guo's face: "The Zheng family has fallen, and the lady's revenge has been avenged. You should feel relieved."

Little Guo looked up at the ceiling, a complex look flashing in her eyes: "But Zheng Wenfu is still alive."

Su Wanyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Soon."

A gleam of light flashed in little Guo's eyes, and a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she saw the dawn of hope.

At this moment, the maid Yun Yi's voice came from outside the door: "Miss, the third young master of the Zheng family, Zheng Chengyuan, is here to visit."

"What does he want?"

Little Guo asked doubtfully.

Yun Yi responded respectfully: "He said he has something to ask of you, young lady."

Su Wanyu's eyes revealed a hint of teasing, as if she was examining a small animal that had fallen into a trap. She shook her head slightly, and her words were filled with unquestionable determination: "I'm sorry, Third Young Master Zheng, I changed my mind."

Her fingers gently stroked the gold, and the golden light flickered, reflecting on her indifferent face, adding a bit of mystery.

"In this world, some mistakes can be made up for, but some words are like sharp knives. Once they cut the heart, it is difficult to heal."

Having said this, she paused slightly, her eyes penetrating the dust of time, as if she had returned to the wedding scene where the guests were crowded and she was standing alone in the crowd.

When Zheng Chengyuan heard this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. Sweat from his forehead slid down his cheeks. He swallowed and tried to ask again, but found that his throat was so dry that he could hardly speak.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became solemn, and even the occasional breeze seemed to bring a bit of autumn coolness.

"However," Su Wanyu changed the subject, with an intriguing smile on her lips, "If you truly repent and are willing to pay the price for your words and deeds, I can consider giving you some help."

Her words were like a ray of sunshine in winter, giving people in despair a glimmer of hope, but with unpredictable conditions.

Zheng Chengyuan's eyes sparkled, and he nodded hurriedly, his voice a little hoarse: "I am willing to do anything as long as I can help the family overcome difficulties."

Although he felt unwilling in his heart, he also knew that under the current situation, being able to get help from his former sister-in-law was a blessing in disguise.

Su Wanyu slowly walked up to him and gently placed the gold in her hand in his palm. At the same time, her other hand suddenly pulled out a booklet, which was densely covered with various accounts.

"Remember, this is not free money, but a loan. You need to sign your name in the book and promise to return the principal and interest within three years. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself."

There was no warmth in her tone, and every word she said was like a nail, firmly nailed into his heart.

Zheng Chengyuan clenched the gold in his hand and took a look at the book. He felt mixed emotions, but he knew he had no way out.

He took the pen with trembling hands and solemnly signed his name in the book. At that moment, he seemed to be mortgaging his future and dignity.

After signing, he looked up at Su Wanyu, his eyes filled with gratitude and complicated emotions.

"Thank you, Miss Su. I, Zheng Chengyuan, will never forget this kindness."

Su Wanyu nodded slightly, and her face returned to a calm and proud expression, as if everything that had just happened was just a small thing among her many daily affairs.

"I hope you can remember the lesson learned today. Keep your word and show your true manliness."

After saying that, she turned and walked into the house, leaving Zheng Chengyuan alone kneeling on the ground, holding the piece of gold tightly in his hand. Only he knew the feeling in his heart.

Su Wanyu held the heavy gold in her hand, a meaningful smile on her lips: "If you want it, you can't take it for free."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes slightly and instructed Yun Yi, her personal maid beside her: "Go and bring all the leftovers from Wang Cai in the backyard."

Wangcai is a big yellow dog that is quite favored by the master of the Su family. Although its diet is not as exquisite as that of its owner, it is also rich.

Yun Yi understood what he meant and responded with a sly smile. She blinked at Zheng Chengyuan, and there seemed to be some unspoken meaning hidden in her eyes. Then she turned around lightly and went to make the arrangements gracefully.

Zheng Chengyuan stood there in a daze, his hands hanging in the air, with a bewildered look on his face: "Miss Su, what do you mean?"

Su Wanyu turned around calmly and sat down on the armchair. She gently put the kitten in her arms down, picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table, and took a sip leisurely. Her posture was leisurely and indifferent: "Mr. Zheng San, please be patient and calm."

Zheng Chengyuan retracted his outstretched hand, secretly speculating in his heart that his second sister-in-law must have sent someone to prepare some food for him in exchange for the gold.

A moment later, Yun Yi led a servant into the room. The servant was holding a copper basin in both hands, which was filled with Wangcai's leftovers in a messy manner.

A few scattered bones mixed with some meat scraps. As the weather warmed up, the morning leftovers already gave off a faint unpleasant smell of sourness.

Zheng Chengyuan stared at the copper basin in front of him, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He looked at Su Wanyu in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly: "Miss Su, what do you mean..."

Su Wanyu sat upright on the chair and gently put down the teacup. She raised her willow-like eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "It's very simple. Finish this bowl and the gold will be yours."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and the gold fell heavily on the table with a dull sound, making a crisp metallic collision sound.

Zheng Chengyuan stepped back again and again, stunned, repeating in disbelief: "You...you..."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, his face full of disbelief.

The servant followed Yun Yi's instructions and carefully handed the bowl of food with a strange smell forward.

When Zheng Chengyuan smelled the stench, his body couldn't help but tremble. He suppressed his discomfort, bent down, covered his mouth with his hands, and retched a few times. He looked as if he had never come into contact with the bitterness of the world and was an aristocratic young man who was ignorant of the world.

However, for Su Wanyu, who was imprisoned in the Zheng family's mansion, such food that even dogs would not even look at was her only source of life.

Whether it was Zheng Yinyin, Pei, or even Zheng Chengyuan himself, they had all given her these things that they regarded as garbage. For them, giving her these leftovers was already a great gift.

It was just a bowl of dog food, and she was only allowed to take a bite. Why was it so unbearable?

Su Wanyu nonchalantly played with the gold in her hand: "Master Zheng San, if you don't want to eat it, I will have to take it back."