Back to the day I married my second wife, I turned around and married my ex-husband's uncle

Those unpleasant and harsh words were embarrassing. Jiang Ningwan heard them clearly and couldn't help but clench her fists.

At this moment, Leng Yan stepped forward to defend Ling Jinlan, "What nonsense are you talking about! If you keep talking nonsense, I will not be polite!"

Leng Yan's sharp tone scared away several young ladies and they hurriedly left Xiangxuefang.

Seeing Ling Jinlan's bad expression, Leng Yan said again: "Don't listen to their nonsense. I don't mind that you have been to the North."

"There aren't many men in Kyoto who accept you as well as I do."

"You should think about it carefully."

Then Leng Yan raised his arm and waved, "Take whatever you like from Xiangxuefang. I'll take care of it."

At this moment, the waiter had already brought the rouge that Ling Jinlan had ordered and handed it to her, "Miss Ling, this is what you wanted."

"Thank you." Ling Jinlan took it, put down a silver ingot, turned around and was about to leave.

Leng Yan immediately snatched back the silver and forced it into Ling Jinlan's hand, "I said I'll give you the money, you keep it!"

Ling Jinlan frowned and tried to break free from his hand, but Leng Yan held it tightly.

Jiang Ningwan, who was secretly observing outside the door, could no longer bear it and immediately rushed over and pulled Leng Yan away.

"What are you doing!"

Leng Yan staggered a few steps and wanted to get angry, but when he saw that it was Jiang Ningwan, he immediately put on a smile.

"So it's my cousin. I wanted to give Jinlan a box of rouge, but she insisted on paying for it herself."

"I'll take care of everything at Xiangxuefang!"

Seeing Leng Yan's generous appearance, Jiang Ningwan sneered, "You've paid for everything, right? Let me see Master Leng's strength?"

"Dude, let's settle the price!"

The clerk immediately started to calculate the accounts. Leng Yan wanted to say something but stopped himself, thinking that he could not take back the boast he had made.

So I had no choice but to wait for the quote.

While being attentive to Jiang Ningwan, he waved his hand generously, "Cousin, if there's anything you like, feel free to pick it out!"

Jiang Ningwan and Ling Jinlan looked at each other, and a hint of disgust flashed in their eyes.

Soon, the clerk shouted, "All the goods on the shelf, plus the box of rouge in Miss Ling's hand, which was custom-made for a month, total 34,600 taels!"

Leng Yan's heart trembled. Is a little rouge so expensive?

"You're a shady shop, right? How can rouge be so expensive? Over thirty thousand taels?"

He estimated that it was at most three thousand taels.

Jiang Ningwan sneered, "Expensive? It seems Master Leng knows nothing about the fashionable rouge and powder in Kyoto, otherwise how could he say the word 'expensive'?"

"Xiangxuefang is the largest rouge shop in Kyoto. Their custom-made rouge alone costs a hundred taels per box."

"Mr. Leng doesn't even know this, yet he's trying to imitate others and act rich?"

Hearing this, Leng Yan's face turned slightly ugly.

I bit the bullet and explained, "I don't usually interact with women, so I don't know much. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, cousin."

Jiang Ningwan's eyes turned cold, "Who is your cousin?"

"I'm warning you, stay away from Jinlan! The Ling family doesn't need your box of rouge money, so don't take yourself too seriously."

"Also, even if Jinlan never marries, she'll still live a life of great wealth and honor. There's no way she'd marry someone like you and have you pick on her for the rest of your life!"

"It's hard to find a three-legged frog in this world, but isn't it hard to find a two-legged man?"

After saying that, Jiang Ningwan pulled Ling Jinlan away from Xiangxuefang.

Leng Yan was so angry that his face turned blue and he felt extremely embarrassed.

The shop assistant suddenly asked, "Mr. Leng, do you still want the rouge in this shop?"

Many guests around were laughing at him.

Leng Yan walked away with a grim expression. Ling Jinlan really thought he was from a wealthy family!

……

The Ling family's carriage was nearby, so Jiang Ningwan and Ling Jinlan got on the carriage first to send her back.

"What's going on with Leng Yan? Does he often bother you?" Jiang Ningwan asked with concern.

Ling Jinlan nodded, "It's not a big deal. His family has sent matchmakers to propose marriage many times."

"I didn't agree, so he blocked me at Xiangxuefang."

Leng Yan is the eldest son of the new Minister of Works, Leng Weihai. When one person succeeds, his family members will also benefit. Leng Yan also became arrogant and even set his sights on Ling Jinlan.

"If he comes again, let Ling Chaowen beat him up."

Ling Jinlan smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, sister, I'm fine."

After sending Ling Jinlan back to the Duke's Mansion, Jiang Ningwan sent the medicinal herbs into the palace.

……

Early the next morning.

Jiang Ningwan went out with some gifts.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of Wei Mansion.

When the doorman saw that it was the carriage from the Prince of Chu's palace, he quickly sent someone to inform them.

As soon as Jiang Ningwan jumped off the carriage, Lord Wei came to greet her. "I didn't know you were so honored to be here, General Jiang. I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"

Lord Wei worked in the Ministry of Revenue and held the seventh rank. Jiang Ningwan had no dealings with him.

Today she did not come for Lord Wei, but for his daughter.

"Master Wei, I wonder if Miss Wei is in the mansion? Can I see her?"

The other party looked surprised, but still smiled warmly and said, "Of course, of course!"

"General Jiang, please take a rest first. I'll have someone call Jingyu over."

We sat down in the main hall and were immediately served tea.

At this time, the servant had gone to the room to report and asked Miss Wei to come out to meet the guests.

Lord Wei couldn't help but ask, "I wonder how General Jiang and my daughter knew each other?"

Jiang Ningwan smiled and said, "Miss Wei is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I've heard a lot about her and wanted to get to know her. I ran into her again at Xiangxuefang yesterday, but we didn't have time to talk yet."

"I sent you a special gift today."

Wei Jingyu, who had just walked to the door of the main hall, felt a tightness in his heart when he heard this.

Lord Wei noticed her standing at the door and quickly called out, "Jingyu, what are you doing standing at the door? General Jiang is waiting for you."

Wei Jingyu walked in nervously and bowed to Jiang Ningwan, "Greetings, General Jiang."

Jiang Ningwan looked her over and smiled, "Can I talk to Miss Wei alone?"

Wei Jingyu was very nervous.

But Lord Wei didn't realize that if Jiang Ningwan was willing to be friends with Jingyu, that would be great!

He quickly stood up and said, "You guys chat slowly, I have something else to do."

Lord Wei even considerately closed the door.

Jiang Ningwan and Wei Jingyu were the only ones left in the hall. Wei Jingyu clutched her sleeve nervously, "General Jiang, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Jiang Ningwan crossed her legs and spoke slowly, "I saw you yesterday, but there were several of you, and I only remember your face."

She frowned as she recalled the past, imitating the tone of the person from yesterday: "No matter how fragrant the rouge is, it can't cover up the smell of filth."

"Who said that? Was it you?"

Jiang Ningwan looked at her calmly, without any anger, but with a strong sense of oppression, which made Wei Jingyu tremble with nervousness.

"Yes……"

"it's me."

Jiang Ningwan narrowed her eyes and looked at her, "What do you mean by a dirty smell?"

Wei Jingyu knew that it must be Ling Jinlan who had complained, and Jiang Ningwan came to vent her anger on Ling Jinlan.

"It's just a joke."

Jiang Ningwan chuckled: "A joke? I see."

"Then I'll tell your father right now that you were having an affair with a man in Xiangxuefang. It was just a joke, do you mind?"

Wei Jingyu turned pale with fear, "Don't! General Jiang, I was wrong!"

"Those words I said yesterday were not what I wanted to say. Leng Yan asked us to act out the words."