Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Song Wanyin has been busy running around recently. She took a fancy to a shop in a very prosperous and lively area, bought it, and planned to open an unprecedented perfume shop.

She transferred the shopkeeper and several assistants from other shops under her name, and also found some new people to take care of the business in the store.

All the goods are provided by He Bailiang, and the two have become partners.

He Bailiang has even bolder innovative ideas in mind. He plans to solve people’s problems with bathing and washing their hair, and strive to make people smell good from their hair to their toes.

Song Wanyin's business is now flourishing. Because of the reversal of Jishidiang's reputation, many of his shops are crowded with businessmen seeking cooperation, and he is almost monopolizing all business channels in Shangjing City.

Her current net worth far exceeds the dowry she brought with her. Since her divorce, she has finally lived the most ideal life in every woman's mind.

On this day, Song Wanyin had just gone out and was about to get on a carriage to go to Xianglufang to check on the progress of the repairs.

Suddenly, she saw two familiar figures arguing with each other on the street not far away, and her heart sank suddenly.

Xiao Jingheng originally planned to find Song Wanyin to discuss how to be on guard against the second and third branches of the Gu family, but unexpectedly he was stopped by Zhao Yiran who appeared halfway.

Zhao Yiran seemed to be a special stalker, haunting him and either giving him various snacks or purses and sachets that she had embroidered herself.

Xiao Jingheng was overwhelmed with annoyance, and with a tense face, he resolutely rejected her so-called affection:

"Princess Yiran, I appreciate your kindness, but I won't accept any reward without merit. Please don't bother me again."

Zhao Yiran didn't take his words to heart at all. She tenderly handed him the purse in her hand and stammered:

"Master Taifu, this is the result of my labor for a whole night. It is a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. I hope you can accept it."

There was a hint of indifference in Xiao Jingheng's eyes. He knew her intentions very well and spoke calmly:

"Princess Yiran, I already have someone I love, and there is no room for another woman in my heart."

Zhao Yiran felt as if she was struck by lightning. Although she had long guessed that he had someone in his heart, when he said this in person, it was undoubtedly a fatal blow to her.

"Master Taifu, who is the person in your heart?

I am a royal lady, how can I be inferior to her?"

When Xiao Jingheng thought of his sweetheart, his eyes were filled with tenderness and affection, and his tone became joyful.

"She may not be as good as you in terms of family background, but in my heart, she is the best."

Tears welled up in Zhao Yiran's eyes. She clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. Her long nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks.

"I don't care if you have someone else in your heart, I won't give up."

Because they were some distance apart, Song Wanyin did not hear their conversation clearly, and got on the carriage in a daze, ready to leave.

Tian Cheng also noticed Xiao Jingheng at this time. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yiran was also there. She looked at her master in confusion and said:

"Miss, why don't you go and say hello to the Grand Tutor? He has helped us a lot after all."

She selfishly wanted to deal a heavy blow to Zhao Yiran's arrogance, because she always went against her master in every way.

Song Wanyin didn't want to disturb them, so she shook her head gently and said:

"No, let's go."

Xiao Jingheng spotted her with his sharp eyes, and walked past Zhao Yiran, walked quickly towards Song Wanyin's carriage, and opened his arms to block her way.

"Junior sister, I have something important to discuss with you."

Song Wanyin lifted the carriage curtain and wanted to leave quietly, but she was discovered by him unexpectedly, so she got up and got off the carriage.

"Brother, don't you have more important things to deal with now?"

As he was speaking, Zhao Yiran chased forward without giving up. The moment he saw Song Wanyin, hatred was revealed in his eyes.

"Who was it I was thinking? It turned out to be you.

What a coincidence! I am traveling with Master Taifu, so where are you going alone?"

Xiao Jingheng frowned and directly retorted:

"Princess Yiran, I didn't make any appointment with you. We just happened to meet on the road. Please be careful with your words."

Seeing that he wanted to distance himself from her, Zhao Yiran deliberately raised the purse in his hand and showed off:

"Master Taifu, don't be so shy. I embroidered this purse for you. Please accept it.

I am not like some people who can't even do the most basic needlework and embroidery. No wonder they are not favored by men."

Song Wanyin heard the hidden meaning in her words, and instead of getting angry, she smiled and said:

"Princess Yiran, even though you are good at needlework and embroidery, you are still waiting to be married.

This is enough to prove that what men value is not these things, but following their true thoughts and feelings. "

Zhao Yiran sneered:

"Since men don't value these things, it's better than someone getting married and then not being able to get the man's body and soul even if she tries her best, and finally becoming an abandoned woman."

Xiao Jingheng heard that she was deliberately targeting Song Wanyin, and opened his mouth to speak, but Song Wanyin interrupted him.

"But some people may seem gentle, virtuous, well-educated and sensible on the surface, but in the end they are still alone and can't even keep a man's life."

Zhao Yiran was so touched by her that he was heartbroken. His face twitched violently and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Song Wanyin, who are you talking about?"

Song Wanyin pretended to be innocent and said:

"I didn't mention any names, so why is Princess Yiran so angry?

Oh, it was my fault for being careless and accidentally touching Princess Yiran's sore spot. Please forgive me."

Seeing that she was clearly trying to embarrass herself in front of her lover, Zhao Yiran turned around and winked at Ginkgo.

Ginkgo immediately understood what she meant and walked forward to slap her a few times.

"How dare you! My princess is such a noble lady, how can I allow you to insult her like this?"

Xiao Jingheng immediately stepped forward to block Song Wanyin and said coldly:

"Princess Yiran, I respect you as a royal lady. If you hit someone, I will never allow it."

Zhao Yiran was so angry that his face turned blue. He didn't want to lose face and dignity in front of his lover, so he glared at Song Wanyin fiercely.

"Song Wanyin, let's wait and see."

After saying that, she turned and left, rushing around all the way to vent her anger. The people she bumped into looked at her as if she were a madman.

Is this bitch sick?

Seeing that Zhao Yiran had left in anger, Song Wanyin suddenly felt relieved and nodded slightly, saying:

"Brother, I have something else to do. I'll take my leave now."

Seeing that her expression was not right, Xiao Jingheng hurriedly explained:

"Little Junior Sister, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Princess Yiran.

I know that the reason why she targets you, excludes you, and suppresses you everywhere is actually because you are better than her and have more advantages than her.

That’s why she envies and is jealous of you.”

Song Wanyin did have some concerns in her heart, but upon hearing his explanation, her frowning brows relaxed slightly.

"Brother, you don't have to explain so much to me. You have your own social life, and I won't worry about it."

Seeing that her complexion looked better and the huge contrast between her attitude before and after, Xiao Jingheng suddenly felt secretly fortunate.

Could it be that Junior Sister is jealous?