The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"roll"

A clear and indifferent voice sounded

Duan Jing'an pushed Ziying away, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and threw it on the ground casually.

Ziying fell to the ground without warning, staring blankly at the man sitting there like a god.

"Fourth, Fourth Master..."

Ziying murmured softly, as if she had not expected that the usually gentle and dignified young man would suddenly become so unfamiliar.

"Don't make me say it again, get out."

Ziying reacted and felt a little humiliated. What did the Fourth Master mean by this? Did he look down on her?

But now that it has come to this, she is unwilling to give up.

So he stood up and walked towards Duan Jing'an step by step, unbuttoning his clothes while rubbing against Duan Jing'an's legs.

"Fourth Master, please have mercy on this servant."

Because he was only wearing a short shirt, he saw that the clothes were about to be taken off.

Duan Jing'an's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Seeing the woman in front of him being so shameless, a hint of coldness and impatience flashed in his eyes.

He raised his foot and kicked Ziying in the chest, sending him flying more than two meters away.

He shouted sternly, "Where are the people? Where are they? Tongli."

Tongli was sobering up behind the sofa at the moment when suddenly a crash was heard from the main room, followed by a scolding from the Fourth Master.

When Tongli heard his name, he knew something was wrong and crawled into the inner room.

Seeing the woman on the ground, I took a closer look and found that she was the maid in the Fourth Master's room. In this situation, even a fool would know what happened.

Tongli quickly knelt on the ground and apologized

"Fourth Master, I drank a few cups of yellow wine tonight and delayed my work. Please forgive me, Fourth Master."

Tongli kowtowed continuously with a trembling voice. Others might not know the Fourth Master, but he had followed the Fourth Master for so many years and knew a little about his temper.

Although the Fourth Master appears gentle and polite on a daily basis, he is actually a bit cold-hearted.

Duan Jing'an felt his head swelling, his expression was very impatient, and he looked at the man on the ground with some disgust.

"Drag him away and lock him up in the woodshed. Tell my sister-in-law tomorrow and sell him off."

His tone was cold and without a trace of warmth. After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at the person on the ground. He stood up and walked into the inner room.

Ziying, who was kicked to the ground, was holding her chest in pain and unable to breathe. Upon hearing this, she forced herself to stay together, tears streaming down her face, looking at Duan Jing'an with tears in her eyes.

"Fourth Master, I'm Ziying, Fourth Master. Look at me, don't you remember me?"

At this time, Ziying was still trying to soften the man's heart by being gentle, but she didn't know that she was facing a tough guy.

Tongli called for someone to hold her down. Ziying became even more panicked when she saw Duan Jingan leave without even looking back, and shouted loudly:

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master, I was wrong, please forgive me..."

Seeing that the maid was still not giving up, Tongli took out the sweat towel he had used to wipe the sweat today and stuffed it into Ziying's mouth. Ziying was almost vomiting from the smell.

But at least the sound finally died down. Duan Jingan was sitting at the table in the room, his face dimly lit by the candles on the table.

Duan Jing'an has always known what he wanted. Originally, he planned to be moderate, get a moderate official position and live a peaceful and smooth life.

But now, his family can provide him with a better step, so he naturally wants to strive for it.

Moreover, his mother had instructed him to find a capable wife for him. Since he was forty years old and childless, he could take a concubine to increase his leverage.

If this stall is ruined, firstly, the family's reputation will be ruined, and secondly, some better families will no longer consider him, thinking that his family is hypocritical.

And his mother would probably be disappointed in him.

Oh, I really don't know what you are talking about.

On the second day, when Mrs. Lu heard what happened in Youzhuyuan, she spat out a mouthful of tea.

He stood up in a panic and asked the colleague who had reported the incident to him. He was relieved to learn that nothing had happened and the person had been controlled.

After a false alarm, Mrs. Lu felt a little weak and called a maid to support her.

I'm glad that nothing happened. They just made the statement yesterday and were slapped in the face today. Their family's reputation is ruined.

After Lu recovered, she was furious. "You little bitch, you only know the bad brother and the reputation of the mansion, which is terrible."

Duan Jing'an hurried to Youzhuyuan. He was sitting in the main room at this time. When he saw his sister-in-law coming, he quickly stood up to greet her.

Lu looked at Duan Jing'an with satisfaction

"Jing'an is an adult now. You have done a great job on this matter. Don't interfere with the rest. Let your sister-in-law handle it."

Duan Jingan bowed with a look of gratitude

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"There are too many gossipy people in this house. We can't keep this girl. It's best to sell her off. The farther away the better."

Lu was cruel and spoke directly to Duan Jing'an. After all, he was someone from his courtyard, so she had to tell him.

Duan Jing'an's expression remained unchanged, and he just said that it was up to his sister-in-law to make the decision.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lu felt relieved. Nothing happened last night, so he must have no feelings for that girl, otherwise, nothing would have happened today.

Lu quickly sent someone to bring human traffickers into the mansion to sell Ziying. Poor Ziying didn't even have time to say a word before his fate was decided. Ziying's family was also sold away.

After Lu dealt with it, she went to Bisongyuan. After telling Song Shengfu about it, Song Shengfu was amazed. Many people still cared about her little fourth son.

Just kidding, Song Shengfu looked at the angry Lu, thought for a moment and suggested:

"Why not replace all the maids in Jing'an Courtyard? He'll have a servant to serve him. If that doesn't work, we should keep two honest ones. When he gets married, let his wife make the arrangements."

It is not possible without maids, as the small kitchen and needlework maids are indispensable.

Song Shengfu thought of this and quickly asked, "Have you identified the girls?"

When Mrs. Lu heard this, she became excited and mentioned a lot of names, but Song Shengfu couldn't match most of them.

Looking at the expression of her mother-in-law, she knew that she didn't pay attention to the banquet yesterday. Lu sighed in her heart, thinking that her mother-in-law was becoming less and less interested in taking care of things.

Song Shengfu didn't even know him, and she didn't want to show it too obviously in front of Lu, but she didn't know that she had already been seen through.

"If you think some of the children are good, you can hold a banquet and invite these families to come over and get together."

"Yes, mother will also have to check carefully when the time comes."

Song Shengfu nodded

"Of course. The requirements for family background don't have to be too strict. As long as the girl knows etiquette, is dignified and generous, it will be fine. The most important thing is that she can handle important matters without getting confused or panicking. After all, Jing'an will enter the officialdom in the future."

Then he looked at Lu and sighed.

"Please help Jing'an to look at it. I am old and my memory is not very good. Sometimes I can't remember. I'd appreciate your taking some time to think about it."

It’s not that Song Shengfu has a bad memory, she is just making an excuse. Besides, she is not the original person, so she can’t recognize some people, not to mention the complicated human relationships in the capital.

But Mrs. Lu didn't know, and she felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

Her mother was old, and when she was in charge of household affairs, she always felt that she was outshined by her mother-in-law. Now that her mother was no longer in charge, she felt as if she had lost something and felt a little lost.

Lu came forward and knelt on Song Shengfu's legs, her voice soft

"Mother, as long as you are well, that is our greatest wish. You can rest assured and take care of yourself. Jingzong, Jingan and I will take care of everything."