The mistress of a marquis's family divorced her husband and married someone else: the scumbag&#

"In that case, you may have come to the wrong place today."

"Are you blaming me?" Chu Beiyu looked at her, his expression softened. "I admit that I haven't paid enough attention to you since I returned to Beijing, but you did make a scene, and you also caused trouble for mother and me. I never blamed you for all this. Isn't that enough?"

Listening to the complaints in Chu Beiyu's words, Ye Qingluo just found it ridiculous.

My Lord, I should be grateful to you for what you said, right? "

"And you asked just now whether it was your fault. The answer is that if the Marquis had known better, he should return the sixty thousand taels he owed me as soon as possible, so as to avoid embarrassment if it takes too long."

"Ye Qingluo, are you obsessed with money?"

Chu Beiyu was furious. He was upset when he heard about silver. "I've already said it. I don't have that much money now."

"And the twenty thousand taels were Huichuntang's losses. When did they become yours?"

"The shop is mine, and the money is naturally mine too. My Lord, you don't want to go back, but if the people in the Dali Temple find out, it will only bring bad reputation to you."

Chu Beiyu's face turned pale, and he said bitterly, "I didn't know you could become so sharp-tongued."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir. Special people should be treated very specially."

"You" Chu Beiyu was choked and speechless. The reason why he came to Ye Qingluo today was not just because of the rumors that she was a gigolo. What was more important was that Huichuntang belonged to Ye Qingluo, and the 20,000 taels would return to her sooner or later.

As long as Ye Qingluo is willing to take out this silver first, it will be enough to support him for a while.

But who would have thought that Ye Qingluo was neither willing to come forward to clarify the rumors nor to take out the money.

He also revealed his thoughts in one sentence.

Now that Ye Qingluo no longer has the protection of the General Guarding the Nation, he is not to be feared, but the Dali Temple is really a headache.

"My Lord, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. Instead of wasting your time here, you should think about how to raise the 40,000 taels and the gift money for the county lady."

"Your Majesty, choose one or both, between being a freeloader and being a coward."

Chu Beiyu was so angry that he picked up another teacup and threw it to the ground.

"You are talking nonsense! Ye Qingluo, I think you are really crazy."

"Since you are so unrepentant, you will continue to be confined in this yard! I will release you when you realize your mistakes."

Seeing Chu Beiyu turning around to leave, Ye Qingluo said, "Wait."

Chu Beiyu had just taken a step forward when he paused when he heard Ye Qingluo's words.

He was proud inside, thinking that women really like to say one thing and mean another. However, if he forgave her so easily, Ye Qingluo would probably just think that he was easy to talk to.

Chu Beiyu frowned and said proudly, "Why do you think it through now?"

"If you are willing to help me through this difficult time, I will..."

Before Chu Beiyu finished speaking, Ye Qingluo pointed at the broken cup on the ground and said, "These two are worth ten taels in total. This means that the Marquis owes me forty thousand and ten taels."

"Cuizhu, please write it down later."

Cuizhu nodded repeatedly. She had just stood aside and dared not say a word, watching quietly how her wife made the Marquis so angry that he was speechless.

It's really cool, isn't it!

Chu Beiyu's face turned pale, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked, "You called me just to say this?"

It's just two cups, but they cost ten taels. I'm afraid this woman is deliberately blackmailing me.

"I just want to tell you, Lord Marquis, that no matter what you do, you must think about the consequences. For example, now that there are rumors swirling around, if I stay indoors all day, bad rumors will inevitably spread."

"My Lord, are you sure you still want to put me in solitary confinement?"

Chu Beiyu took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

"Ye Qingluo, you are threatening me!"

"It's just a fact. It can't be considered a threat. If you don't care, then I will do as you wish."

"Just don't know"

"enough!"

Even if Chu Beiyu was angry, he understood the consequences of this series of events. He had not been in the capital for the past three years, even if Ye Qingluo really used her dowry to support the Marquis' Mansion.

If things really get out of hand, he can just say he didn't know anything about it. But if word gets out that Ye Qingluo was put in solitary confinement, that would be complete trouble.

He stared at Ye Qingluo for a while before saying bitterly, "You are so cruel!"

Looking at Chu Beiyu's back as he left with a wave of his sleeves, Ye Qingluo sneered.

A narrow-minded man has no vision at all.

Once the current problem is solved, it will be kicked away sooner or later and will become an eyesore just to look at.

It was a long time after Chu Beiyu left that Cui Zhu finally responded and asked uncertainly, "Madam, did the Marquis mean to end your confinement?"

"if not."

Ye Qingluo smiled and said that even if he wanted to close it, he had to have the courage to bear the consequences of doing so.

"That's great!" Cui Zhu was happy but also confused. "But are you really unaware of the rumors about the Marquis being a gigolo?"

"Hmm?" Ye Qingluo looked at Cuizhu without saying anything.

"Madam, what I mean is whether there is someone helping us secretly in this matter."

"It's really hard to tell."

Ye Qingluo curled the corners of his lips, and the figure of that prince appeared in his mind.

She remembered that when Chu Beiyu came to her yard and went crazy that day, Ye Beimo was also in the house, and she was afraid that he had heard what she said.

Thinking about what that prince said before he left, it is really possible that he was the one who spread it.

But as long as it could make Chu Beiyu feel more upset, she would be happy to see it happen.

Chu Beiyu was feeling very depressed when he left Ye Qingluo's yard.

He didn't know who he had offended these days. Logically, he should be feeling proud of himself after winning a battle, but troubles came one after another at the court, and when he returned home, Ye Qingluo, this ignorant woman, made things more difficult for him.

It would definitely not be possible to rely on the remaining 20,000 taels. Since Ye Qingluo's solution didn't work, he would think of other ways.

After all, he is the majestic Marquis of Pingyuan in the eyes of outsiders. Can't he survive without Ye Qingluo?

The housekeeper who was called over was confused, and seeing Chu Beiyu's gloomy face, he was obviously in a bad mood, so he asked carefully, "My Lord, I wonder what you want me to do."

Chu Beiyu stood with his hands behind his back, "Let me ask you how the Wangyue Restaurant to the west is doing recently?"

"I passed by here a few days ago before going out to do some shopping. There are groups of customers coming in and out of the restaurant every day, so the business should be good."

Chu Beiyu breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the restaurant would be like the clinic, with a pile of messy debts that he would have to clean up himself in the end. His expression became much calmer.

"Then go to Wangyue Restaurant now and ask the shopkeeper there to withdraw 10,000 taels first."

A restaurant is not like a clinic. A little bit of profit can support a large group of people, not to mention the large number of guests coming in and out every day.

Since that place is run by people from my mother's side, with my prestige as Marquis Pingyuan, it should be much easier for me to withdraw money than it is for Ye Qingluo.

"But."

The housekeeper was in a dilemma. Although ten thousand taels was more than enough to run the restaurant, the old lady's nephew, Master Ximen, was not someone who was easily talked to.

"Hurry up and go." Chu Beiyu urged.