Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Jiang Mingwei lowered her eyes, straightened her sleeves, and completely ignored Zhou's anger.

"If mother wants to invite me, I can give you the address of Mr. Wang. You can go there and try it yourself. Maybe he will be moved by your wish to have a son."

"But I'm afraid that the Jiang family's path is no longer feasible!"

“Why is it not working?”

Zhou was so angry that she gnashed her teeth and pointed her finger at her fiercely, "It must be that you, a slut, didn't put your heart into it. If you don't want it, then return the dowry!"

Jiang Mingwei sneered, "Are you confused, mother-in-law? This dowry originally belonged to me, why should I return it? Besides, you embezzled so much of it."

A trace of calculation flashed across Lu Yun's eyes, and he hurried forward to comfort her: "The old lady is the madam's mother-in-law after all, these words are too hurtful!"

Dowry and the royal title were rare items, and for the sake of her son, she had to find a way to get them for Zhou.

But Jiang Mingwei didn't take her seriously at all. She picked up the teacup and said lightly, "Where are those flies buzzing?"

"You!" Zhou was almost fainted from anger, her chest heaving: "You bitch! If I don't behave myself today..."

Snapped!

Before she finished her words, Jiang Mingwei could no longer bear it and threw the teacup to the ground.

With a bang, water splashed everywhere.

Zhou and Lu Yun were scalded and stepped back. Jiang Mingwei stared at them coldly, "Get lost!"

She was already in a bad mood today, and these two people came and started looking for trouble, which really exhausted all her patience. She didn't care about etiquette, hierarchy, or strategic planning at this moment.

If Jiang Mingwei doesn’t have a good life, no one else can expect to have an easy life either!

Zhou was stunned. She didn't expect her daughter-in-law to be so brave.

When he resisted her before, he was just talking and teaching his servants a lesson. But this time he actually dared to challenge her directly?

After she realized what was happening, she immediately rushed towards Jiang Mingwei.

Suddenly, an old voice came into my ears——

"It's the old lady. I haven't seen you for a long time. Is your health okay?"

Zhou was about to pounce on Jiang Mingwei with her fangs bared, but upon hearing the words, she was struck by lightning and her body froze unconsciously.

He slowly turned around and his face turned pale with fright.

"Madame Song, why are you here?"

Rong Mama looked calm and saluted Zhou in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. "Shouldn't I be asking this question to you, the old lady?"

Zhou's eyes were panicked and full of fear. She glared at Nanny Wang beside her, then quickened her pace and ran away.

Although Lu Yun was unwilling, she knew that she was alone and would not be a match for Jiang Mingwei. She could only bite her lower lip lightly, and quickly followed Zhou's pace and left the yard quickly.

After a while, the noisy yard became quiet.

Jiang Mingwei looked across the front hall at Nanny Song who was standing outside the courtyard.

Just as she was about to get up, she turned and left, obviously unwilling to talk any more with Jiang Mingwei.

Jiang Mingwei sat dejectedly on the pear blossom chair, but her mind was full of thoughts.

Zhou has always been domineering in the Wei Mansion and doesn't take anyone seriously.

She never thought that she would be so afraid of an old lady.

What kind of grudges and entanglements are there between them?

"idiot!"

Just as Lu Yun was about to step into the main hall, she heard Zhou angrily slap Nanny Wang.

Nanny Wang shrank back in fear and fell to her knees, "Madam, calm down."

Lu Yun silently withdrew his foot and didn't dare to go in again.

Zhou was panting, turned around and sat on the armchair, her chest heaving: "Why is that bitch Song Li in Jiang Mingwei's yard?"

"She...she has been in the mansion all the time. I thought you, old lady, knew about this."

"How would I know?! If I knew, even if I couldn't kill her, I would chase her away. Can't I just leave her at the manor? Why did you have to leave her at the manor to disgust me?"

Nanny Wang was almost shaking like a sieve and answered cautiously.

"Then...then I will do it right away?"

"What?!"

Zhou was so angry that she almost went crazy. She raised her hands and roared, "She entered Jiang Mingwei's yard and got her protection. She will definitely not leave easily!"

"Well, I miscalculated. I can only take it one step at a time. Fortunately, Song Li is not a person who talks nonsense. He should not talk nonsense about the past."

Zhou sighed and raised her hand to her forehead.

At this moment, he didn't want to cause trouble to Jiang Mingwei at all.

Lu Yun only understood half of what was said outside, but Zhou also saw how nervous the old lady was.

He can't even be killed, it seems his identity is indeed not simple...

This Wei Mansion was indeed more interesting than she had imagined.

That night, the Wei family was peaceful.

Jiang Mingwei did not sleep well, tossing and turning in bed.

My mind is filled with the past and the present intertwined.

Sometimes she was joking with her friends, and sometimes she returned to the prime minister's residence, where Jiang Mingjin pointed at her nose and cursed at her.

In a blink of an eye, it was daybreak.

While she was dressing, she looked listless and heard the maid coming in to report.

"Ma'am, please go to the front hall."

Jiang Mingwei frowned in disgust, "Tell mother-in-law that I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go."

He just came to make trouble yesterday, but this Zhou really doesn't remember the punishment!

Do you have to wait until she makes a more embarrassing scene before you stop?

"No, it's not the old lady's invitation, it's a visitor in the front hall!"

The maid quickly shook her head and explained with a flushed face, "It's Mr. Wang who has come and asked to see you by name!"

"What?!" Jiang Mingwei couldn't believe it.

Jiang Mingwei quickly changed into a plain long skirt and hurried to the front hall.

In fact, the original owner had been hiding something from everyone.

Her brother is a man of talent for managing the world and is a favorite student of the Wang family, but in fact the original owner was also a student of the Wang family.

However, he did not give a clear answer, but only gave some advice to the original owner in secret.

Although the original owner was domineering and had problems with his behavior later on, how could he be a mediocre person born from the same parents?

She was also extremely smart. Even Mr. Wang had privately commented on her that if she were a man, her future achievements might not be less than her brother's.

It’s a pity that the original owner’s mind was mostly focused on eating, drinking and having fun, so he only learned half of it.

Mr. Wang felt sorry but helpless. He also knew that she was a girl and would get married and have children in the future, so he gradually left her alone.

I had such an unpleasant argument with the Jiang family just yesterday, but I didn’t expect that the Wang family would come to visit today?

Needless to say, it must have been the Jiang family who made the effort.

But she and Jiang Mingjin had almost broken up, so why would she help me...

"Sister-in-law."

A low voice came from the side. Jiang Mingwei came back to her senses and looked up into Rumo's eyes.

She was slightly distracted and whispered, "Second brother, did you also hear that Mr. Wang came to the mansion?"

"That's right. I originally planned to go and see how the General's Mansion was being renovated. Now that I've met Mr. Wang, it won't be too late to go there."

After all, he is the top figure in today's literary world. Even though Wei Jing is a military general, he also wants to catch a glimpse of the great scholar.

The two of them walked hurriedly, and when they arrived at the front hall, Wei Heng was already standing in front of Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang was dressed in a brown brocade gown. His hair was gray, but he looked energetic. He stroked his long beard and asked in a low voice.

"Little kid, what books have you read?"