Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

However, despite her deep cunning, she remained rational. Looking at Yu Shuyan, her voice grew increasingly weak and aggrieved:

"Of course not. Although Ruifen is a bit straightforward, even if she dislikes someone, she would never use the method of disrupting Miss Situ's banquet to frame that person. I often spend time with her, and she is always willing to discuss anything with me. Just now, she was just fooled by you and was afraid that you would frame her, which is why she habitually looked at me."

“Madam Wen, there’s really no point in arguing. If you have evidence, just present it.”

Her gentle, frail, and aggrieved yet serene and distant demeanor caused the number of mocking glances to decrease considerably.

Having witnessed Wang Ziyue's methods firsthand, Yu Shuyan was even more certain that the fake invitation incident was definitely related to this woman.

In fact, given Zhou Rui's fans' limited intelligence, the mastermind behind this whole affair might actually be Wang Ziyue.

Yu Shuyan felt a chill in her heart:

Zhou Ruifen is certainly hateful, but at least she is genuine.

This Wang Ziyue, with her two-faced, hypocritical, and vicious nature, disgusted her even more.

Yu Shuyan slowly raised the invitation in her hand, stared directly into Wang Ziyue's eyes, and asked, word by word:

"Do you dare touch this invitation?"

Wang Ziyue was taken aback:

"what?"

Yu Shuyan:

"I said, do you dare touch this invitation?"

Wang Ziyue unconsciously looked at the invitation in her hand. No matter how she looked at it, it was just an ordinary invitation.

The more this happened, the more uneasy she felt. She stared warily at Yu Shuyan, her voice trembling slightly, as if Yu Shuyan had driven her to tears.

"What exactly do you want?"

Such a delicate and helpless little white rabbit always triggers a surge of protective instincts in some men.

A young man in the crowd pointed at Yu Shuyan and rebuked her:

"Do you have any evidence? If you do, produce it. Don't try to stall for time by making baseless accusations and bullying people."

Hearing someone speak up for her, a hint of triumph flickered deep in Wang Ziyue's eyes, but she picked up a handkerchief and pretended to wipe away tears to conceal the slight upturn of her lips.

Her tearful, aggrieved appearance drew further criticism from several young men, who joined in the condemnation of Yu Shuyan.

"That's right, where's the evidence? Show it to us now."

"Miss Wang is gentle and polite, so she is naturally no match for a woman like you."

Some people have even turned their attention to Wen Lang:

"Brother Wen, how could you marry such a bizarre woman? You should keep an eye on her and stop her from biting people randomly here."

Wen Lang already felt incredibly embarrassed, and now his expression turned even uglier.

However, in order to maintain his image as a gentle and refined gentleman, he suppressed the urge to roar, staring intently at Yu Shuyan with a cold and deep voice:

"Shuyan, please stop making a fool of yourself here, okay?"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Ruifen and Wang Ziyue, his voice gentle and sincere:

"Ladies, I'm sorry, I apologize on her behalf. I hope you won't hold it against her; I'll make her leave now."

"apologize?"

Suddenly, Yu Shuyan stared at Wen Lang with accusatory eyes, her eyes also brimming with tears of disappointment.

"Husband, I am your wife. Because of you, I was tricked and framed. If you won't help me, fine, I'll prove my innocence. But how can you, because of a few words from others, without even asking who's to blame, make me apologize and rush me to leave?"

"Leave? Do you know that if I leave, I'll end up in the government jail? How could you do this to me?"

“When I first arrived, you pretended not to know me. Now, you’re even sending me to jail. I know, you think that now that you’ve passed the imperial examination, you’re about to become a high-ranking official. I, the daughter of a merchant, not only can’t help your career, but I’ve also brought shame upon you.”

"So, you're disgusted with me and want to abandon me, isn't that right!"

"Husband, how could you treat me like this? I am your first wife. I spent all my dowry and even kept asking my family for money to support the whole family so you could study in peace. I am your devoted wife. Husband, you can't do this to me, you can't!"

After saying that, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

It's just acting, anyone can do that!

Although she didn't want Wen Lang to notice the change in her.

However, it's understandable that someone might speak recklessly and impulsively in a state of extreme fear and despair.

Her words instantly drew everyone's attention to Wen Lang.

The look in their eyes was no longer one of disdain, but of contempt and mockery.

After all, in the Dayong Dynasty, it was extremely shameful for the husband's family to squander the bride's dowry. Moreover, Wen Lang had even told her to ask her own family for money.

Even with his deepest cunning, Wen Lang could barely contain his shame and resentment at this moment. He clenched his teeth, and beads of blood seeped from his tightly clenched fist hidden in his sleeve.

It took him a long time to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth:

“Yu Shuyan, I remember, I think I signed a contract for you to return your dowry. Yes, my family is not well-off, and I did receive your support. But I told you long ago that I would redeem all of your dowry sooner or later.”

“If you dislike my family’s financial situation, you were the one who wanted to marry me; if you’re afraid I won’t return your dowry, I’ve already signed the contract and put it at your family’s house.”

"Yu Shuyan, I, Wen Lang, have never wronged you, yet you slander me and your husband like this. What exactly do you want to do!"

Yu Shuyan listened to him, blatantly lying through his teeth, and yet he spoke with such righteous indignation.

I couldn't help but want to applaud him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had caused her such a miserable death in her past life, she would have doubted whether she had really wronged this man!

Zhou Ruifen looked at Wen Lang's gentle and handsome face, now filled with sadness, helplessness, and heartache. Overwhelmed with grief, she forgot where she was and shouted angrily:

“Yu Shuyan, have you no shame? The saying goes, ‘At home, one should obey one’s father; after marriage, one should obey one’s husband.’ Now that you’ve married Young Master Wen, you should wholeheartedly support and help him. How can you slander and defame him in front of everyone just because he temporarily borrowed a small portion of your dowry?”

"Having a wife as vulgar, selfish, and stupid as you is truly the greatest tragedy for Young Master Wen. Let me tell you, if I were you, I would definitely..."

"Crack~"

A sharp crack brought Zhou Ruifen's shrill voice to an abrupt halt.

This left everyone present utterly astonished.