Facing Wen Lang, whose eyes were filled with resentment, Yu Shuyan slightly curled her lips and pulled a piece of paper from her sleeve:

"By the way, Lord Cui, this is the deed and dowry list that Wen Lang signed, which will return all my dowry. Please, sir, do me the right thing."

Mother Wen already harbored deep resentment towards Yu Shuyan, and now, hearing that Yu Shuyan wanted her dowry back—money was her lifeblood—she disregarded everything else and lunged at Yu Shuyan:

"You heartless bastard, you ungrateful wretch, I'll beat you to death!"

However, before her hand could even touch Yu Shuyan, Yu Shuyan grabbed it tightly.

She struggled a couple of times, wanting to yell again, but when she met Yu Shuyan's eyes, which were calm as still water yet seemed to hide a thousand sharp blades, she froze on the spot.

Yu Shuyan then ripped off the gold necklace from her neck, threw her to the ground, and said coldly:

"This is also part of my dowry, and you are worthy to wear it too."

Wen's mother snapped out of her daze, instantly sat up, and began pounding the ground with her hands, wailing:

"This is outrageous! The daughter-in-law is beating her mother-in-law! Everyone, please be the judge!"

Amidst her mother's wailing, Wen Qing snapped out of her daze and, in a fit of rage, was about to rush forward and beat Yu Shuyan.

Yu Shuyan gave her a cold glance, which frightened her so much that she stood still.

Yu Shuyan then walked up to her in a few steps, and under her terrified gaze, ripped the hairpin from her hair:

"Taking something without asking is considered stealing!"

As he spoke, he looked at Cui Rongxing:

"Lord Cui, the stolen goods are here. Please make the decision!"

Cui Rongxing looked coldly at Wen Qing:

"In Da Yong, theft is punishable by three years imprisonment!"

Wen Qing plopped down on the ground, her face as pale as paper from fright.

Yu Shuyan was too lazy to look at these people anymore, and instead looked at Cui Rongxing:

"Lord Cui, then please take them away!"

Cui Rongxing nodded with a smile:

"Don't worry, I will give Young Master Yu and you an explanation."

He then instructed the yamen runners:

"Take them all away. Oh, and take all the witnesses and physical evidence too!"

The constables swarmed forward, grabbed Wen's mother and Wen Qing, and dragged them out, ignoring their kicking, hitting, and cursing.

At this moment, Wen Lang calmed down and broke free from the bailiff's grasp:

"I can walk by myself!"

Then, he turned to look at Yu Shuyan, his eyes filled with such resentment that it seemed he wanted to tear her apart.

Yu Shuyan, however, simply met his gaze with a faint smile on her lips.

Wen Lang suddenly scoffed and sneered:

"Yu Shuyan, do you think you've won? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning. The next time we meet, I want you to kneel before me, groveling in the dust!"

After saying that, he stopped looking at Yu Shuyan, turned around, and strode out.

A very bad premonition rose in Yu Shuyan's heart.

I always felt that Wen Lang wasn't just bluffing, but rather seemed to have something to rely on.

Without realizing it, she thought of Changning.

However, in this life, she did not give Wen Lang the opportunity to get close to Chang Ning through Ouyang Feng. Moreover, according to her understanding, Wen Lang did not seem to have had any direct contact with Chang Ning.

So, were all those things he just said just to make threats?

However, her intuition told her that he wasn't bluffing.

What exactly is he relying on?

After finishing his business, Cui Rongxing bid farewell to Yu Shuyan.

"Miss Yu, now that the matter is settled, I will take my leave."

Yu Shuyan regained her composure:

"Thank you for today's matter, Lord Cui."

Cui Rongxing, however, shook his head slightly:

"I was merely acting in accordance with the law, and I do not deserve Miss Yu's thanks."

After finishing speaking, he didn't leave in a hurry, looking as if he wanted to say something more but hesitated.

Yu Shuyan smiled faintly and took a bottle out of her sleeve:

"Lord Cui, Old Madam Cui's illness has suddenly relapsed, and it is indeed due to tampering. Yuan Niang asked me to give you this pill. Take one pill in the morning and one at night for Old Madam Cui. After taking the pill, not only will the poison in Old Madam Cui's body be cleared, but she will also live a long life."

A look of joy flashed across Cui Rongxing's face. He immediately and carefully took the medicine bottle and put it into his pocket.

"I am so grateful to Lady Yuan! Please convey my gratitude to her. If there is anything I can do to help, I will certainly do so!"

After seeing Cui Rongxing off, Yu Shuyan's smile slowly faded, and she recalled again the words Wen Lang had said before leaving.

That unease in my heart crept back up and lingered for a long time.

Moreover, in his previous life, he watched as the little dumpling was poisoned to death without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

And just now, he so definitively stated that the little dumpling was not his son.

Yu Shuyan's suspicions resurfaced, becoming clearer and more impossible to ignore.

"Wen Lang, are you really that shameless?!"

Yu Shuyan murmured in a cold, deep voice.

~~~~~~~~~~

Zhou Mansion

Lord Zhou sat in the main seat with a gloomy face.

Zhou Huangshi sat beside him, her harsh face unable to suppress her smugness and pleasure.

Aunt Qin, however, knelt before them, sobbing and wiping away tears with a handkerchief. Every now and then, she would glance pitifully at Lord Zhou.

When Zhou Guoye arrived home in a hurry, this was the scene she saw.

Normally, Lord Zhou was quite fond of Madam Qin. To completely ignore her like this was something he had never done before.

Zhou Guoye felt uneasy and tentatively spoke:

"Father, Mother, what's going on at home? What happened?"

Seeing her son return, Aunt Qin, who had been feeling a little uneasy, suddenly felt reassured and leaned towards Zhou Guoye.

Zhou Guoye quickly cooperated, rushing forward, bending down, and hugging her, saying urgently:

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Huangshi, in a fit of anger, rolled her eyes and muttered:

"Here we go again, always pretending!"

Aunt Qin ignored her and instead pinched Zhou Guoye's arm, urging him to speak quickly.

Zhou Guoye understood, and immediately looked at Lord Zhou with a worried expression:

"Father, what happened? My aunt was in poor health when she gave birth to my siblings and me, and she's been very weak ever since. You—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lord Zhou picked up his teacup and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a deafening explosion, Aunt Qin shuddered and sat up from Zhou Guoye's arms, staring in horror at the shards of porcelain scattered on the floor, her voice trembling:

"Master!"

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