Wu Lanxiang's shout attracted the attention of many people in the shop.

Those who can afford to come to this shop are not ordinary people; they are either masters of wealthy families or servants sent by wealthy families.

Meng Jiyang was a proud man, so he quickly pulled Wu Lanxiang aside and called her softly, "Lan'er."

Wu Lanxiang then realized that many people were watching her, and she fell silent indignantly.

"I wouldn't dare, Miss Wu. Our master really had something to attend to today. He didn't mean to slight you," the shopkeeper apologized.

Although Meng Jiyang was concerned about his reputation, he was also dissatisfied with this matter.

"This matter cannot be left like this. You have to give us an explanation, otherwise this matter is not over."

"Of course, of course."

The shopkeeper took two steps closer to them and said mysteriously in a low voice, "Gentlemen, this was indeed our shop's fault. How about this, you two can freely choose from the shop, and we'll sell you anything you like at half price, how about that?"

Meng Jiyang and Wu Lanxiang exchanged a glance.

Wu Lanxiang really liked the things in this shop, but they were also quite expensive.

After the shopkeeper said that, her anger naturally subsided a lot.

"That's pretty much it."

As she spoke, she and Meng Jiyang went to select fabrics.

Driven by a desire to get a bargain, the two selected a lot of fine fabric and discussed using it to make new clothes.

The shopkeeper stood by, smiling, occasionally feigning a pained expression as if he had suffered a huge loss.

Little did Wu Lanxiang and Meng Jiyang know that the items in this shop were not clearly priced. The shopkeeper verbally promised them a half-price discount, but the original price he called out was more than double the actual price.

In this way, although they seemed to have gotten a good deal, they actually overpaid.

The two bought several bolts of cloth before leaving the Brocade Pavilion together to return to their residence.

Inside the carriage, Wu Lanxiang looked at the fabrics, stroking the patterns on them with her hands, her face full of smiles.

"Brother Jiyang, this fabric has such a beautiful pattern. I'll have it made into new clothes as soon as I get back. After we get married, I'll wear a different one every day. What do you say?"

"Okay, of course it's good."

Meng Jiyang smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was in great pain.

To make Wu Lanxiang happy today, he had promised to buy her something this morning. He paid for the fabric himself, and it cost him a lot of money.

Meng Jiyang served as a retainer in Wu Bohong's household. In addition to being provided with food, clothing, and lodging, he also received a monthly allowance, though it was not much.

Most of his money came from gifts from Wu Lanxiang; he sold off some of the things he didn't need.

Over the past three years, he hadn't saved much money, and today he spent almost half of it on buying things for Wu Lanxiang.

Fortunately, they will be getting married soon, and once he becomes the son-in-law of the Wu family, he will naturally have more money.

But he couldn't help but say, "The items at Jinxiu Pavilion are far too expensive, even at half price they're still so pricey."

Wu Lanxiang disagreed: "This just means the fabrics are good. Look how fresh the patterns are! All my close friends wear things from Jinxiu Pavilion. The more expensive something is, the better it is."

Meng Jiyang chuckled: "Lan'er is right."

He thought to himself, "Wu Lanxiang really doesn't know how to manage a household at all. She shouldn't spend money like this. Back when Qi Ning married into their family, she not only earned money but also lived frugally and never cared about food or clothing."

After he and Wu Lanxiang get married, he can't let her continue to spend money so extravagantly.

However, Meng Jiyang didn't say these words out loud. On the surface, he was still chatting and laughing with Wu Lanxiang. They weren't officially married yet, so Meng Jiyang still had to coax her.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the Wu residence, the driver stopped the carriage.

"Third Miss, Young Master Meng, we have arrived. Please alight from the carriage."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jiyang got off the carriage first, and then helped Wu Lanxiang down.

Just as the two were about to enter the mansion, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Jiyang!"

It was the voice of a middle-aged man.

Meng Jiyang and Wu Lanxiang were both somewhat surprised. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged couple not far away. The two were dressed in the simple clothes of ordinary people and were walking towards Meng Jiyang.

"Jiyang, it really is you!" the woman said excitedly.

The main gate of the Wu residence faces a bustling street with people coming and going. Originally, the common people were afraid of offending the people of the Wu residence, so they deliberately avoided the main gate and didn't look at it much.

But the couple had extremely loud voices, and their shouts immediately attracted the attention of the people on the street.

"Brother Jiyang, do you know them?" Wu Lanxiang asked.

"do not know."

Meng Jiyang looked at the couple with a puzzled expression; of course, he didn't recognize them.

But the couple quickly stepped forward and grabbed Meng Jiyang's arms on either side.

"Jiyang, it really is you!"

"Yes, didn't you die of the plague in the capital? How come you're still alive? Why didn't you send a message home?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Jiyang's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously turned to look at Wu Lanxiang.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I don't know you at all. What do you mean by dead or alive? Get out of here!"

He tried to shake off the couple, but they held on tightly to him.

"Jiyang, it's only been three years, how could you have forgotten us? We're from the same village as you, we watched you grow up."

"Jiyang, why aren't you sending a message home while you're still alive? Do you know something terrible has happened to your family!"

"Yes, your mother heard that you died in the capital. She accidentally fell into the river and drowned last year. After your mother died, your wife remarried!"

"Damn it! I don't know any of you, shut up!"

Meng Jiyang panicked. He hadn't expected two strangers to suddenly appear and reveal his family's affairs in front of Wu Lanxiang.

He suddenly pushed them both to the ground.

The couple fell to the ground with a groan.

The chaotic scene instantly attracted a large crowd of people who pointed and whispered among themselves.

Meng Jiyang immediately turned to look at Wu Lanxiang: "Lan'er, let me explain!"

Wu Lanxiang naturally heard everything the couple said.

They said Meng Jiyang's mother died last year, and that his wife remarried.

Didn't Meng Jiyang say that his mother died when he was young, and that he hadn't married yet?

Wu Lanxiang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her face deathly pale: "Brother Jiyang, are they telling the truth or lying?"

Meng Jiyang grabbed Wu Lanxiang and said urgently, "Of course it's not true! I don't even know them, Lan'er, you mustn't believe them!"

At this moment, the couple who had fallen to the ground said again, "Jiyang, so you married another wife in the capital. You told your mother and wife that you were dead because you didn't want to acknowledge them. No wonder you're pretending not to know us now!"

"You have no conscience at all! For your new wife, you've abandoned your own mother and your own wife!"

"Shut up, all of you shut up!"

Meng Jiyang shouted frantically, then ordered the servant at the door, "Quickly, get them out of here!"

Wu Lanxiang looked at the couple and the onlookers, then at Meng Jiyang. She took two steps back, covered her face with a handkerchief, and ran back to the mansion through the side gate.

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