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

"Lang-ge'er, what are you thinking? Such a good opportunity, why don't you divorce her? Letting her go back to her parents' house, who's going to do all the housework? I don't care, you call her back right now, I—"

As they left, Wen's mother glared at Wen Lang with displeasure and began to complain.

"Shut up!"

Wen Lang's deep voice startled his mother, who immediately shut her mouth.

Wen Qing was also startled, but muttered:

"Brother, we can't be blamed for what happened today. It's all that bitch's fault. I don't know what got into her. She didn't dare to say a word in front of us before. Today, not only did she refuse to give us face, but she even dared to hit me."

Wen Lang frowned as he looked at her, his voice cold:

"How many times have I told you? You are my sister, Wen Lang's sister, and soon you will be considered a daughter of an official. It's one thing if you're not good-looking, but you still have to pretend to be gentle and virtuous."

"Brother, why are you saying that about me? What's ugly about me?"

Wen Qing stamped her foot and looked at her mother:

"Mom, look at my brother, how can he talk like that!"

Wen's mother looked troubled:

"Lang-ge'er, don't talk about your sister like that. She has been practicing very hard."

Wen Lang said in a deep voice:

"How dare you say that? You are my mother, Wen Lang. It's one thing if you can't help me at all, but can you please stop embarrassing me and causing me trouble?"

"Lang Ge'er, I am your mother, your own mother, how can you talk to me like that?"

Wen's mother looked heartbroken.

"Besides, wasn't I doing this for you? I was thinking that now that you're in high school, we should at least throw a proper banquet to celebrate with your teachers and classmates, shouldn't we? I mentioned this to you, and I told you to ask that little bitch for money, and you acquiesced. So why are you blaming me now?"

The more she talked, the more aggrieved she felt, and the more agitated she became, with her voice growing louder and louder.

Wen Lang finally couldn't suppress his anger and roared in a deep voice:

"Aren't you ashamed enough? Shout louder and louder, shout until everyone knows that I, Wen Lang, am supported by my wife, and that I've lost all face. Are you happy then?!"

"Let me tell you, you almost ruined my plans today. Do you know how important Bai Chongshan is to me? I went to great lengths to get in touch with him. If he were willing, he could just say a few good words for me, and my official rank could be raised by one or even two ranks. Do you know the difference that makes? Some people might never get promoted in their entire lives!"

Startled, a hint of guilt flashed in Wen's eyes, and she hurriedly said:

"Really, is it really that serious? Ugh, it's all that little bitch Yu Shuyan's fault. If she hadn't been so reluctant to pay, none of this trouble would have happened."

"Lang-ge'er, we've almost used up all of this woman's money. Her deadbeat father refuses to give us any more. She's no longer of any use to us. Let's divorce her quickly, and then you marry the daughter of a high-ranking official. That will definitely be a greater help to you, okay!"

Wen Lang glanced around to make sure no one was outside the courtyard before turning back to her and saying in a deep voice:

"Let's put this matter aside for now, and no one is allowed to mention it."

Wen's mother became anxious:

"Why? Didn't we already talk about this before? You said we'd handle it as we saw fit. What, suddenly you're forbidding us to mention it again? You don't actually have feelings for that little bitch, do you?"

Suddenly, Wen Lang saw in Yu Shuyan's eyes the same eyes that had just appeared—eyes that were shimmering with tears, filled with longing, shyness, apology, and deep sorrow.

Seeing that he remained silent and seemed dazed, Wen's mother assumed that Wen's mother had guessed correctly and became anxious:

"Lang'er, you're destined for great things, how can you let such a lowly woman drag you down? Listen to your mother, there are countless good women out there, you—"

"All right!"

Wen Lang waved his sleeve, interrupting her and dispelling the strange feeling in his heart.

"Do you think I don't want to? It's just that after today's commotion, Bai Chongshan has a good impression of her, but his impression of you is..."

He gave them a cold glance and continued:

"In short, we can't touch her for now. After some time, when everything is stable on my end and I've completely taken control of Bai Chongshan, I'll think of a perfect way to get rid of her."

Wen's mother's expression improved a little, and Wen Qing was also happy. The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing relief and triumph in each other's eyes.

Wen Lang looked at them, a barely concealed look of disgust flashing in his eyes:

His greatest tragedy in life was being born into such a family. However, nothing could stop him from rising to the top.

Wen's mother's expression had just improved a little when she seemed to remember something and complained:

"But what about Yu Shuyan? Are we just going to let her stay comfortably at her parents' house? Without her, who will do all the chores? Sigh, her family still employs several servants. Why don't they think to hire some servants for us too? They're so selfish. We really need to get rid of such in-laws as soon as possible. Otherwise, they might even tarnish Lang Ge'er's future reputation. Anyway, I don't care. You need to call her back right away. She can't shirk the chores at home. She's such a slut."

Listening to her incessant chatter, Wen Lang's eyes flashed with impatience, and he growled in suppressed anger:

"Before I married her, was there no one to do the housework?"

Wen's mother and Wen Qing trembled involuntarily at his shout.

Looking at them, Wen Lang sighed deeply, his eyes flashing, and a cold smile appeared on his lips:

"Don't worry, I'll teach her a lesson. In a couple of days, she'll be crying and begging me for forgiveness!"

Wen's mother and Wen Qing's eyes lit up, and they perked up again.

The two exchanged a glance, and Wen's mother tentatively said:

"Lang-ge'er, really? What are you planning to do?"

Wen Lang glanced at her indifferently and snorted:

"Don't worry about this. Just keep quiet for a few days. When she comes back crying, you can do whatever you want with her!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and strode out with an elegant and dignified air.

After seeing him leave the courtyard, Wen Qing walked to her mother's side and said through gritted teeth:

"Mother, are we just going to throw away that pearl headdress?"

Mother Wen hesitated and said:

"Your brother just said that we can't touch her for now."

Wen Qing replied disdainfully:

"Mom, my brother only said not to touch her, he didn't say not to touch her jewelry."

Seeing that Wen's mother was still a little hesitant, Wen Qing continued:

"Mom, didn't my brother just say that he would make her come back crying and begging us? We can do whatever we want with her, so what are you worried about!"

Wen's mother immediately realized that this was exactly how it was, and nodded:

"Yes, let's go to her room and find it."

Wen Qing smiled greedily, and the two of them rushed into Yu Shuyan's room.