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

The young servant spit at him with contempt and sneered, "Humph! A poor guy with no money wants to gamble? What wishful thinking!"

Zheng Chengyuan did not give up and continued to plead: "This is just one round. I will definitely be able to turn the tables and win back everything I lost!"

The other party just sneered and replied disdainfully: "Want to gamble? Then take out the money and show us!"

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, the evil servant's gaze inadvertently swept to a place not far away and happened to meet the eyes of Pei, who had a worried look on her face.

He suddenly had an idea, pointed his finger at Pei, and said in an extremely frivolous tone: "Look at your wife, she is so pretty. If you sell her, won't you have money?"

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Chengyuan's eyes instantly turned red and he felt mixed emotions.

He asked hesitantly but eagerly, "Really? As long as I get the silver, you can let me play another game?"

Seeing this, the servant smiled flatteringly, his eyes flickering: "That's right, once you get the money, you can do whatever you want!"

When Zheng Chengyuan heard this, a gleam of greed flashed in his eyes. He looked up at Pei, and that originally gentle face was now filled with astonishment.

After realizing the seriousness of the matter, Pei angrily questioned: "Zheng Chengyuan, you have actually developed the bad habit of gambling!"

The family had already been struggling to make ends meet, and he actually used the only emergency money left to gamble, which undoubtedly made the situation worse.

Pei felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart, and she felt unprecedented despair and collapse.

Without giving her time to think, Zheng Chengyuan suddenly stood up and pulled her out desperately.

Pei's wrist was pulled so hard that it hurt. She struggled and shouted, "What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go now!"

Zheng Chengyuan lost his patience and slapped Pei hard in the face.

This palm strike not only stunned Pei, but also made her realize the complete change of the man in front of her.

"Zheng Chengyuan, where is your heart?!"

Facing Pei's questioning, Zheng Chengyuan did not give any extra explanation. He just raised his arms again, as if he was going to commit violence again.

After this slap, blood flowed from the corner of Pei's mouth. The pain made her unable to even scream. She could only cover her face and let him drag her forward.

Soon, the two arrived at the door of Zi Yan Pavilion.

Looking at this place of fireworks, Pei's heart was filled with endless panic: "Why did you bring me here?"

Zheng Chengyuan did not show any guilt on his face. He loudly declared: "Of course I came here to exchange for silver! What else can I do!"

Pei was stunned there, her lips trembling, and the words of blame she had prepared became fragmented: "Do you know what this place is? This is a brothel!"

Zheng Chengyuan frowned, his tone showing impatience: "Of course I know this is a brothel. If I hadn't sent you here, where would I get the money to make a comeback?"

Pei stared at her husband in shock, unable to believe her ears: "You...you are actually going to push your wife into the threshold of this brothel?!"

Seeing that she was unwilling to cooperate, Zheng Chengyuan quickly changed his strategy and tried to appease her: "Just be patient for now. When I make money in the future, I will definitely redeem you!"

Pei's tears fell silently. She suddenly waved her hand and slapped Zheng Chengyuan hard on the face, crying and cursing in grief and anger: "You are such a heartless and ungrateful person!"

Before she could finish, Pei turned around and tried to escape from this place of trouble.

But Zheng Chengyuan acted quickly, grabbed her arm and dragged her into Ziyan Pavilion: "Want to run? It's not that easy!"

At this time, the proprietress of Ziyan Pavilion came over with a professional smile on her face: "Hey, isn't this the daughter of the Pei family? Why did you come to our Ziyan Pavilion?"

As Zheng Chengyuan dragged Pei inside, he asked the proprietress anxiously, "How much silver can she sell for?"

The proprietress looked Pei up and down and estimated the price: "She looks pretty. How about fifty taels?"

Zheng Chengyuan was obviously not satisfied with the price: "Only fifty taels? It should be at least one hundred taels."

The proprietress glanced at Pei with disdain and said sarcastically, "With her beauty, she still thinks she is worth a hundred taels?"

Zheng Chengyuan frowned and hesitated for a moment: "Then... sixty taels?"

While the proprietress was still hesitating, the sound of porcelain breaking suddenly came from a distance, interrupting the transaction.

Zheng Chengyuan looked over when he heard the sound, and saw not far away his old lady in plain linen clothes, hunched over, pouring tea for a man who was hugging a woman.

"Old lady, why are you here?!"

he shouted in surprise.

When the old lady heard the call, she turned around and saw that it was her grandson and granddaughter-in-law whom she had been thinking about day and night. The expression on her weathered face froze in an instant.

At this moment, Zheng Chengyuan no longer cared about anything else. He let go of Pei's hand and strode towards the old lady: "Grandma, what is going on? Why are you in a place like this?"

Madam Zheng was filled with shame. She turned her head hastily, wiped the water stains on her hands in a panic, and said hesitantly, "You...you got the wrong person!"

Zheng Chengyuan frowned and said firmly: "Old lady, you are my grandmother, how could I be wrong?"

His expression was serious, and he stretched out his hands to pull the old lady away from this unbearable place.

But at this moment, the man who had been hugging the woman stood up slowly, blocked their way, and said coldly: "Want to leave? You want to run away after you dirty my clothes?"

Zheng Chengyuan looked up and took a closer look, then he recognized that the man was the eldest son of the Jiang family, and Jiang Yingying's half-brother.

Young Master Jiang also recognized him, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Oh, so you are the third young master of the Zheng family? Your Zheng family has fallen to such a state, and you still want to come here to have fun?"

The incident involving Jiang Yingying caused an uproar in the Zheng residence. Although the Jiang family did not say much on the surface, they had a grudge in their hearts that was difficult to resolve.

Especially the eldest son of the Jiang family. He had hoped to bring about a beautiful marriage, but his plan was ruined because of his sister's tragedy. His resentment towards the Zheng family spread like wildfire and deepened day by day.

The wheel of fate always seems to inadvertently reweave the trajectories of people, allowing them to meet again in this intricate world.

This time, how could he let go of that sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, which was like a sharp blade hidden in the ice, pointing directly at the other person's heart.

He deliberately let his eyes slide slowly towards the old lady of the Zheng family, with a hint of amusement and disdain in his eyes: "Oh, it seems that we are really enemies. It turns out that this old lady with clumsy hands and feet is the famous old lady of the Zheng family! Time flies. I haven't seen you for just a few months. You seem to have added a lot of traces of time. Looking at your appearance, I am afraid that outsiders will misunderstand that you have reached the twilight of your life and should enjoy your old age and the joy of playing with your grandchildren."

Two red clouds of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Mrs. Zheng's face, and her dry fingers trembled slightly, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, fragile and helpless.