Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

Seeing that his younger sister had silenced Lin Zhiyue, Song Zhiyu suddenly realized that his mother's previous instructions had been in vain. His fifth sister was no longer someone to be bullied; she was even more formidable than him!

"Fifth sister, leave this matter to me. Third brother will definitely get the money back! If he doesn't return it, I will beat the drum to appeal and file a complaint with the emperor!"

Lin Zhiyue suddenly realized that Song Zhiyu was a fool. Others might not have done this, but Song Zhiyu really did.

Where was he supposed to find eight million taels of silver all at once? If he didn't repay it, the Song family might really cause a scene that couldn't be contained...

"Aren't you supposed to be pretty smart? Why would you like someone like this?" Dong Beiyu couldn't help but complain. "My mother said that the most important thing for a man is to be responsible and polite to girls. This guy doesn't seem like that at all."

"Your mother taught you these things?"

"Of course, my mother is just too nagging, but I think she makes a lot of sense."

Song Ruozhen chuckled, "Let's just pretend we were both blind before. Everyone has moments of blindness in life."

Dong Beiyu's spirits sank. He had indeed been blind, but now that he was dead, he didn't even have a chance to regret it.

Song Ruozhen didn't delay any longer. After telling Song Zhiyu, she went to find Dong Beiyu's mother, Madam Lin.

"Qingmei, has Beiyu not been found yet? I saw your sister-in-law still secretly wiping away tears."

Lu Minhui, who was hosting the cherry blossom viewing party, looked at Lin Shi, who was silently wiping away tears while gazing at the lake not far away, and her eyes were filled with sympathy.

Xu Qingmei nodded, her eyes filled with guilt. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't suggested taking Beiyu back to visit his family, he would still be safe and sound, instead of disappearing without a trace."

If anything were to happen to her, even death wouldn't be enough to atone for my sins. My sister-in-law hasn't been able to sleep, and I was worried something might happen to her, so I invited her over to cheer her up, but she seems even more upset now.

“This is not your fault. Beiyu has always been a mischievous child. I knew this when you brought him here before. He ran away to play and was kidnapped by human traffickers. Who could have predicted that?”

If your in-laws blame you for this, don't suffer in silence. Life is already difficult enough in your household; if they also blame you for the child's situation, won't things become even more difficult for you in the future?

Lu Minhui frowned. She understood all too well the bitterness that women who had few children after marriage often found it difficult to establish themselves.

“Minhui, I know you’ve been good to me, but this is ultimately my fault. I’ll accept it even if the Dong family kicks me out.” Xu Qingmei’s eyes reddened, and she was heartbroken.

Those around Xu Qingmei couldn't help but sympathize with her, saying, "To be honest, if Lin hadn't been so strict with her, the child wouldn't have refused to stay at home. You meant well, but I would say that you can't be too strict when it comes to educating children. This is... a lesson learned!"

Lin vaguely heard the discussion behind her, and said with tears in her eyes, "They are right. I was too harsh and that's why I hurt Beiyu. He's such a young child. Why did I have to impose everything on him? It's my fault, it's all my fault!"

“Madam, you are only thinking of the young master’s best interests, and he must understand that.”

As soon as Dong Beiyu approached, he heard his mother's words of regret. In his memory, his mother was always dignified and strict, and she would never be like this, with red eyes and so fragile, as if she were about to faint.

"Mother, don't cry."

Dong Beiyu wanted to comfort her, but his outstretched hand passed right through Lin Shi and couldn't reach her at all. He could only look to Song Ruozhen for help.

“Madam, Young Master Xiao has not blamed you. He asked me to give you this.” Song Ruozhen stepped forward and handed over the exquisite little wooden box in her hand.

Lin Yingqiao was stunned, staring in astonishment at the unfamiliar girl in front of her. "You...you know Beiyu?"

"I've seen it."

Lin Yingqiao opened the wooden box and found a piece of paper inside. When she unfolded it, she was surprised to find that it depicted her family of four, and there was a line of writing by Dong Beiyu next to it.

"Alright, Mother, at worst I'll study hard like my older brother when I get back, and I won't let you down. You can't be angry with me after you accept the painting."

This painting was drawn by Dong Beiyu after he returned home to visit his family for two days. He was afraid that his mother would not want to talk to him after he returned, so he painted it. Tianshui brought this painting with him when he brought Dong Beiyu back.

The moment Lin Yingqiao recognized the handwriting, tears streamed down her face. "It's Bei Yu's handwriting! This is Bei Yu's handwriting! Miss, where have you met Bei Yu? Please tell me, I'll give you any reward you ask for."

Lin Yingqiao was about to kneel down as she spoke.

Xu Qingmei noticed the commotion and quickly walked over, her expression concerned. "Miss, Beiyu disappeared in another city. Do you really know his whereabouts? If you can help us find Beiyu, you will be a benefactor to our entire Dong family!"

Song Ruozhen glanced at Xu Qingmei indifferently. Her concern was genuine, and if one did not know the truth, it would be easy to be fooled by her.

"I do know."

"Girl, where is Beiyu?" Lin Yingqiao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked anxiously with red eyes.

"Young Madam, why don't we find a quiet place to talk again?"

Although Lin Yingqiao was puzzled, she still nodded and said, "Okay, okay."

"Cousin, you've been staying in the capital city and haven't left recently. The young master of the Dong family disappeared in Xiyun City. How did you know?"

Sun Yan'er stepped forward quickly, seemingly advising, but actually wanting to expose her in public, "I know that your uncle has not returned. You are anxious to support the entire Song family, so you want to make more connections with powerful people. But now Madam Dong is heartbroken because of this. If you use this as an excuse, aren't you just kicking someone when they're down?"

"Miss Song? Could it be Song Ruozhen, who just broke off her engagement?" Xu Qingmei's expression changed. "We have no grudge against you. How could you deceive my sister-in-law at a time like this for your own selfish reasons?"

Song Ruozhen gave her a cold look. "Whether it is true or not, the young mistress will judge for herself after I tell her. Why be in such a hurry? It only makes you seem guilty."

Hearing the woman's suggestive words, Xu Qingmei was startled, feeling inexplicably as if she had been seen through. Could it be that this girl really knew something?

impossible!

Sun Hanfei sneered inwardly when he saw Song Ruozhen running around trying to swindle people, thinking, "She might have been lucky once, but does she think she can be right every time?"

Thinking of this, he came up with a plan. "Madam, you may not know this, but my cousin can tell fortunes. She must have figured this out!"

"How could Miss Song, at such a young age, know these things?" Xu Qingmei looked at Lu Minhui. "Minhui, you've met many masters, but do you know whether what Miss Song said is true or false?"

“Of course it’s fake. Which master with profound Taoist cultivation doesn’t have gray hair and an otherworldly air? How could such a young girl possibly know these things?” Lu Minhui simply didn’t believe it.

When Chu Junting and Chu Yungui arrived, they witnessed this scene.

Chu Junting was surprised that Song Ruozhen knew about the disappearance of the Dong family's young master, while Chu Yungui was shocked that the stunning beauty in front of him was actually the Song girl who had broken off her engagement.