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

"It wouldn't be good if people misunderstood."

After Chu Yungui finished speaking, he winked at Chu Junting, looking as if he were saying, "I'm doing this for your own good."

The third prince has no idea of ​​his own charm. On ordinary days, countless girls would flock to him just by standing there, let alone take the initiative to talk to him and even come to his house. Wouldn't that cause people to misunderstand?

He felt that Song Ruozhen was a good girl. She was already pitiful enough to be deceived by Lin Zhiyue before. If she were to fall for the Third Prince's tricks again, he really couldn't bear it.

Song Ruozhen was slightly taken aback, unconsciously recalling when she read the book before, Chu Junting was a widowed king without any romantic storylines.

It's unclear whether he was truly apathetic or simply disliked women.

Even though Qin Shuangshuang and Lin Zhiyue already have a house full of children and grandchildren, he still hasn't found his destined partner. It seems that the aloof and beautiful woman is like the moon in the sky, untouchable by anyone.

She had no such idea. She had already offended the male and female protagonists of this world. If she offended a white moonlight with even higher luck, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, the King of Chu is of noble status, and I would never covet him."

Song Ruozhen quickly explained, looking at Chu Junting with clear eyes, blinking her eyes, and showing a sincere smile.

As if afraid he wouldn't believe her, she added, "Really!"

Looking at the girl's obedient appearance, Chu Junting felt inexplicably annoyed. Although he usually treated other girls this way, why did it feel so strange at this moment?

"Miss Song is truly self-aware," Chu Junting teased.

"I may not have much else, but I am very self-aware."

Song Ruozhen smiled and nodded. She knew that Chu Junting was like that. If any girl liked him and took the initiative to get close to him, it would make him disgusted.

Actively drawing clear lines and ensuring that there is absolutely no improper thought is the prerequisite for forming good relationships.

Chu Junting originally wanted to say that there was no need to rush about the matter of Consort Xiao, and that he would investigate the whole thing. If Qin Shuangshuang really colluded with Yuan Xingchao, even if Consort Xiao came forward, it would be useless.

At this point, he was too lazy to say anything more. "Since your family has its own matters to attend to, I will not disturb you any longer."

"Miss, is the Prince unhappy?" Chenxiang asked worriedly.

When the prince came, he was all smiles and pleasantries. Although he didn't turn cold when he left, his aura seemed even more intimidating.

Song Ruozhen waved her hand, "You're overthinking it. The prince is naturally imposing. If I were truly interested in the prince, that would be the only thing that would anger him."

"But this servant feels that Your Highness doesn't seem to think that way?"

Song Ruozhen looked at Chen Xiang helplessly, "That's an illusion."

Chenxiang was stunned for a moment, thinking that her young lady must have a reason for being so smart, and she really had to follow her young lady and learn from her!

inside the house.

Song Yanzhou looked at Fan Siying, his cold face calm and expressionless, "The power to manage the household is not for you."

"Why?" Fan Siying asked anxiously. "I've already learned how to manage accounts and run a business. I'm only trying to do what's best for my family. Why can your sister do it, but I can't?"

"No, you can't."

Song Yanzhou spoke in a firm tone, with an unyielding force that left no room for argument.

"If you are willing to stay in the Song family, you will not be short of food, drink and other necessities, but you will not have the right to manage the household, and the Song family's money will not be allowed to be taken back to fill Fan Xiangrong's hole indefinitely."

Seeing their elder brother speak so bluntly, and looking at the extremely ugly faces of the Fan family, Song Yi'an and Song Zhiyu felt a surge of satisfaction.

Over the past two years, the Fan family has come to ask for money quite a few times, each time pretending to be poor and pitiful, crying so pitifully.

In the end, the mother gave the money out of consideration for the other party's crying and fussing, as well as out of consideration for her sister-in-law's feelings.

The Fan family's attitude this time was different from before. They probably felt superior because their eldest brother was injured, and that they had them completely under their control.

"Husband, Xiang Rong is my own brother. I have been obedient and dutiful for the past two years since I married you, leaving the house empty and lonely. Don't you owe me the slightest bit of guilt?"

"no!"

A cold glint flashed in Song Yanzhou's eyes.

When Qian Qiuxiang saw that Song Yanzhou was going too far and didn't respect her daughter at all, how could she possibly swallow this insult?

"Yan Zhou, you must act with a conscience!"

We married our daughter to you because we valued you as a person and believed you would treat her well.

She's waited for you for two whole years, and you come back and say such heartless and cold-blooded things. How can you face her like this?

“If she doesn’t want to wait, she doesn’t have to,” Song Yanzhou said.

Qian Qiuxiang was dumbfounded. Even though Song Yanzhou was now a cripple, the imposing aura in his eyes still made people tremble with fear and subconsciously afraid.

"What kind of talk is that? She's your wife, how can she not wait for you?"

"Yes," Song Yanzhou nodded. "My mother-in-law also thinks that since she is my wife, she should wait for me. Why ask me such a question?"

"This, this..." Qian Qiuxiang was caught in the middle and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. She could only give Fan Xiangrong a wink.

Fan Xiangrong knelt down without hesitation, pleading, "Brother-in-law, please help me!"

I promise I'll never gamble again. You have to help me this time, please, for my sister's sake!

"We both know very well how many holes the Song family has filled for you in the past two years."

Previously, I was far away at the border and was not aware of things at home, which caused my mother a lot of trouble. It was my fault as an unfilial son.

Now that I'm back, I won't let those things happen again.

"I will not lend you any more money!"

"How can that be? Are you just going to stand by and watch Xiang Rong get beaten to death?"

Qian Qiuxiang panicked completely, stepped forward and grabbed Fan Siying, lowering her voice:

"What's going on? Didn't you keep saying that you had the Song family completely under your control? Yan Zhou, what's going on here?"

You absolutely must bring the money, or your brother will be in for a world of trouble!

Fan Siying had previously boasted to Qian Qiuxiang that Song Yanzhou was now completely under her control, so naturally she didn't want to lose face.

Even if Song Yanzhou had the same attitude before, the situation has changed now. He has become a cripple and should be begging her. Does he still have to put on airs like before?

“Husband, my brother is your brother too, it is only right that you give him money!”

"The Song family has so much money, how much did Song Ruozhen lose? My brother spent less than half of what she did, why won't you agree?"

"Since we've come this far, I'll be frank: the stewardship must be given to me, and the money must go to my brother."

"If you are unwilling, I will divorce you!"

Fan Siying held her head high, full of confidence. A cripple who could never stand up again, his life was over, how dare he divorce her?

At that time, he will become the laughing stock of the entire capital!

Song Yanzhou's eyes were icy cold as he spoke in a chilling tone: "Are you sure?"