By reading my mind, I defeated the crazy regent

Even her husband treated Xiao Yunqing very differently, otherwise would he have agreed to arrange a marriage between the two families' children?

Mrs. Song was originally a bit possessive of her son and didn't like her future daughter-in-law. After she knew that her future daughter-in-law was Xiao Yunqing's daughter, she disliked her even more.

Considering Tang Qiansui's personality and reputation, Mrs. Song really wanted to cancel the engagement.

The most important thing is that this can humiliate Tang Qiansui.

Now that she finally has the chance to do this, her son is still unwilling to do it. Isn't this going to make her angry to death?

Song Yulin covered his face gloomily and wrote: If you don't cancel the engagement, I will torture her to death after we get married.

Mrs. Song's eyes lit up: "Do you really think so? Aren't you deceived by her beauty?"

Song Yulin sneered, his face twisted in pain from pulling the corner of his mouth.

I wrote hatefully: Beauty? I will destroy her beauty with my own hands and make her regret treating me like this.

If Tang Qiansui dared to treat him like this, Song Yulin would never let her go. He always wanted revenge.

Mrs. Song's anger eased a little, and she supported him, "Since you have a plan, then of course I will support you."

"But son, you must remember that it's people like her who are the most likely to cause trouble."

"She has no brains but is a bit pretty. She's a seductive woman who can seduce and entice people. If you marry her, you must keep an eye on her. You absolutely cannot let her step out of the door, otherwise she might make a fool of herself for our family anytime."

"Also, marry her and punish her severely. If you don't let this kind of person feel pain, she will never know her mistakes."

Song Yulin nodded.

Mrs. Song chattered on for a while before leaving with satisfaction.

Because of this delay, another half hour passed.

Tang Yingying had already fainted in the airtight box.

Song Yulin lay there angrily for a while, thinking of dozens of ways to torture Tang Qiansui. When he accidentally saw the box, he suddenly remembered that there was a living person hidden inside.

The furniture boxes made for the homes of dignitaries are all of good quality, and this box is airtight.

Song Yulin was startled and hurriedly slapped the bedpost.

"What happened, Master?"

The servant came in quickly and asked.

Song Yulin pointed at the box and asked someone to open it quickly.

However, the servants didn't understand and kept asking one by one: "Master, what do you want? This? Or this?"

Tang Qiansui had put a lot of messy things on the box before, just to hold it down.

Now not only can Tang Yingying not open it, but Song Yulin's rescue efforts are also slow.

The key point is that Song Yulin couldn't open his mouth to speak. He was so anxious that he wanted to smash the person's head with a shoe.

idiot!

"Open...the box!"

He had to speak up, because the pain of saying these four words almost made him faint.

Moreover, he opened his mouth and couldn't help but spit out blood and shredded meat.

The servant was so frightened that he didn't even bother to open the box and hurried over to pack it up for him.

Song Yulin pushed him away, pointed at the box and glared at him.

The servant hurried to open the box, took away all the messy things on it, then opened the box and was shocked when he looked inside.

"Why is there someone here?"

"She was hiding here."

They were just wondering, Tang Yingying clearly didn't leave, so why was she nowhere to be seen? It turned out she was here.

The servant looked at Song Yulin bewilderedly: "Master, what should we do? Miss Tang looks like she has fainted."

Song Yulin was so angry that he almost died. Why were they all such idiots? His mouth was rotten now, and he couldn't speak anymore. Didn't he know that?

Why do you have to let him talk?

Can't this slave be a little smarter?

Song Yulin glared at him fiercely, then took out a pen and paper and began to write again: Let others in.

The servant quickly called other people, thinking that the young master wanted them to help carry the person out.

But Song Yulin then wrote: Drag him out and beat him to death.

Beat to death!

The servant happened to be able to read, and when he saw these two words he was so frightened that he fell to his knees.

"Master, please spare my life. What did I do wrong? Please spare my life."

My life is also my life. How can you just say I will be beaten to death so easily?

But Song Yulin's patience ran out, and he took his anger out on others, writing two more words: Beat him to death!

The servants did not dare to delay any longer and quickly dragged the man out and beat him to death with sticks in the yard.

A young life was lost just like that.

Several servants, their bodies still covered in blood, walked in tremblingly.

"To answer the young master, he has been beaten to death."

Song Yulin then felt a little relieved and wrote: Carry the person out and send her back to her home.

He pointed at the box, and the servants hurriedly carried Tang Yingying out. Not daring to delay, they hurried out.

But as they walked, they realized something was wrong.

Tang Yingying's clothes were loose, obviously she had put them on in a hurry, but she didn't put them on properly and didn't even tie the belt properly.

It was fine at first, but when they sent Tang Yingying to the carriage, they all knew that Tang Yingying was not wearing a bellyband.

If a few people can see it, then they can see it. No one will know anyway, so everyone will pretend not to know and not remind others.

He drove the carriage all the way to send Tang Yingying back to the courtyard where she lived on Rich Street.

Someone went to her house and knocked on the door.

It was afternoon at this moment, and there were a few aunties on the street gossiping after dinner.

As soon as they saw a carriage knocking on the Tang family's door, they all looked over with a wink.

"The girl from the Tang family hasn't been released from prison yet, has she? Then who is knocking on the door? Isn't it only when she's at home that a carriage always comes to pick her up?"

An old lady was spitting out melon seed shells very quickly, and her upper lip was still covered with them.

He was also very eloquent: "If the daughter is not decent, how can the mother be good? Does the person who comes to pick her up have to be the girl? Can't he be the girl's mother?"

Several old ladies burst into laughter and chirped crickets happily.

Then their voices stopped abruptly, and they even stopped cracking melon seeds, staring straight at the person being carried down from the carriage.

Several servants carried Tang Yingying down from the carriage.

Unfortunately, the clothes that had been in danger slipped off Tang Yingying at this moment.

Tang Yingying's body, covered with fingerprints, love marks and filth, appeared in front of everyone.

The sun was shining brightly at this moment, revealing Tang Yingying's entire body.

The scene suddenly became eerily quiet.

The few people who were carrying the people did not expect this to happen and were stunned.

These are the young master's people. If the young master knew what happened, he would skin them alive.

And those ladies came over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

The little feet in small cloth shoes moved very quickly, as if they were riding on a Hot Wheels, and appeared next to Tang Yingying.

The old lady who was eating melon seeds, her hands covered in saliva, slapped Tang Yingying on the chest.