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

Madam Luo looked around the courtyard of the Zheng Mansion. The slightly old corridors and courtyards did not leave a good impression on her. She snorted lightly, with a bit of disdain in her tone: "I thought it was a famous family. It's okay if it's not as good as the Su family, but it's not even as good as our Luo family."

Zheng Chengyan's face instantly darkened. He had always been prejudiced against the Su family, thinking that they were just nouveau riche who had made their fortune by luck, and their status was far inferior to that of the Zheng family with a long history.

Mrs. Luo's words undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to his proud heart.

"Haha." Master Luo chuckled, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. He turned to ask Zheng Chengyan with concern: "Master Zheng, I heard that your mother has been unwell recently. How is she now?"

Zheng Chengyan suppressed his unhappiness, forced a smile, and replied: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. After a few days of careful care, my mother's condition has improved significantly."

Master Luo nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's good."

At the other end of the corridor, Su Wanyu, dressed in a simple lotus pink dress, moved lightly in the red-painted corridor.

Seeing Pei Sina, she immediately lifted up her skirt and ran over quickly, with a bright smile on her face: "Cousin!"

Zheng Chengyan stood where he was, watching the scene intently, with an unprecedented shock surging in his heart.

The Su Wanyu in front of him was completely different from the one he remembered. She seemed to have shed her girlish immaturity and become more mature and lively.

Pei Sina responded to Su Wanyu's enthusiasm with a gentle smile.

Not only is her figure taller and more plump, but even her originally slightly delicate eyebrows and eyes, set against the backdrop of her upright posture, exude a unique tenacity and confidence.

When Madam Luo and Mr. Luo saw Su Wanyu, they could hardly conceal the joy and relief in their eyes.

After ten years of separation, they met again. The little girl had grown into a graceful young lady, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Zheng Chengyan stood aside, feeling as if he was isolated from this warm scene.

He looked at Pei Sina and Su Wanyu having an intimate conversation, feeling mixed emotions and an indescribable sense of depression.

"Uncle Zheng." Mr. Luo's voice interrupted his thoughts. He quickly came back to his senses and responded respectfully, "Uncle."

Master Luo smiled and said, "Your aunt wants to chat with Wanyu in private, so you can take them to the backyard first."

Zheng Chengyan nodded in agreement, and then arranged for a maid to lead Madam Luo and Pei Sina to the backyard. He also invited Master Luo and Young Master Luo to go to the front yard to taste tea.

Pei Sina knew very well that as a man in disguise, it was inconvenient for her to be alone with Su Wanyu, let alone enter the backyard, so she gladly accepted Zheng Chengyan's arrangement and said gratefully, "Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

As Zheng Chengyan led everyone away, Su Wanyu took Madam Luo's hand and walked towards her own Jiaoyang Courtyard. Along the way, she was full of questions in her heart: "Aunt, why didn't you go to the Su Mansion first this time, but came directly to the Zheng Mansion?"

Madam Luo took the hot tea handed to her by Yun Yi, gently put it aside, held Su Wanyu's hand, and said earnestly: "The last time your brother Wenxuan came to Lancheng, he told us something, saying that you were not living happily in the Zheng family..."

From the outside world's perspective, Su Wanyu's ability to marry into the Marquis of Changping's Mansion was a blessing from her previous life, and everyone envied her good fortune.

However, although Pei Sina didn't interact much with her, she could feel from the details that Su Wanyu's life in the Zheng family was not as glorious as it seemed, and she had to be careful with every step.

Facing Mrs. Luo's questioning, Su Wanyu did not rush to defend herself, but gently lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes.

This silence speaks louder than any words.

After learning the truth, Mrs. Luo could not hide her anger and slammed the table. The sound was particularly loud in the quiet room.

"Being able to marry the daughter of our Su family is already an act of marrying up, how dare you treat her unfairly!"

There is majesty in his words, as well as a deep protective feeling for his loved ones.

For Su Wanyu, Mrs. Luo is not only her aunt, but also the indispensable warm support in her life after losing her mother.

Her aunt's care and love illuminated her long-lonely heart.

"Aunt, don't be angry. Now the Zheng family doesn't dare to do anything to me anymore." Su Wanyu comforted softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Madam Luo sighed deeply, and her hand holding Su Wanyu trembled slightly.

"You, child, have had a miserable fate since childhood. Children without a mother always have to endure more hardships..." Her words were full of heartache and reluctance.

Su Wanyu felt the warmth of her aunt's palm, which gently stroked her back, giving her a little comfort.

"Aunt, I'm really fine, don't worry too much." Her voice was gentle but firm.

Madam Luo nodded and her expression became serious.

"I came here this time because I have something very important to tell you."

When Su Wanyu heard this, a hint of curiosity and anticipation flashed in her eyes.

"What is it?" she asked softly.

Mrs. Luo slowly took out a pair of exquisite tiger-head shoes from her arms. The shoe was small and exquisite, carefully sewn with top-grade Shu brocade, and inlaid with rare gold beads and warm jade. Although the stitches were a little rough, the love revealed in the simplicity made people feel the maker's intentions at a glance.

However, the pattern, which was supposed to be in the shape of a rabbit, is not easy to see unless you look carefully.

Su Wanyu took the shoes, her heart full of doubts. She looked up at Madam Luo, her eyes full of confusion.

"Aunt?" she asked inquiringly.

Mrs. Luo stared down at the tiger-head shoe, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"These shoes were indeed not embroidered by your mother, but from what I know, the person who embroidered them was most likely your biological mother."

When Su Wanyu heard this, the confusion in her heart was like mist blown away by the wind, and she was at a loss for a moment.

"Aunt, what do you mean by that? Could it be that..."

Mrs. Luo took a deep breath, as if she was gathering up her courage, and finally spoke up to reveal the secret that had been hidden for more than ten years.

"Back then, your mother's child died soon after she became pregnant. In order to help her get over her grief, your father arranged for her to go to Jiangzhou for recuperation, and she stayed there for two years."

"Two years later, she returned home with a baby. The child was as thin as a bean sprout, with wrinkled skin like a shriveled walnut. Your mother secretly hid him in the courtyard of her house and claimed that he was her own child."

When Su Wanyu heard this, her face changed slightly and her shock was evident in her words.

"You mean, that child...is me?"

Madam Luo nodded gently, her eyes full of pity.

"When your mother brought you back, she was already extremely weak and passed away within a year. In the last stage of her life, she hid you in her house and announced to the public that you were two years old. In fact, you were only one year old at that time, and you looked particularly thin because you were born prematurely."