In the Wen family courtyard.

Mother Wen was sitting by the basin, huffing and puffing as she scrubbed clothes. After a while, she impatiently threw the clothes to the ground and gritted her teeth, cursing:

"You little slut, you shameless bastard, how dare you run back to your parents' house, making your old mother do all this hard work here. My back, oh dear, you lowly slut, just wait until you come back, I'll see how I deal with you!"

Wen Qing rushed out of the house with a broom, slammed it to the ground, and roared with a contorted face:

"Mother, I don't care, I'm not doing it anymore. These jobs are not for me at all. I am a daughter of an official, how can I do such lowly work? I don't care, go and call that slut back, make her come back to serve me!"

Mother Wen snorted:

"Do you think I don't want to? But your brother won't let me. However, your brother said she'll come back on her own, and he's sure to be right. Let's wait a little longer!"

Wen Qing stomped her foot in anger, her already unattractive face becoming even uglier.

"Wait, wait, wait... how long will it take? My hands have become rough from working these past few days. I'm going to be a lady-in-waiting for the sons of officials in the future, how can I let my hands get rough?"

Mother Wen quickly and gently scolded:

"Keep your voice down. A young woman who hasn't gotten married yet, aren't you ashamed to say these things? If your brother hears you, he'll scold you again."

Wen Qing, however, didn't care at all and snorted:

"So what if I heard? He told me to watch my manners and be befitting a daughter of an official family. Doesn't he know to tell that bitch to get more money back so he can hire some servants for us? I don't care, I'm quitting. You can either call that bitch back, or you can do it yourself."

After saying that, he kicked the broom on the ground hard again.

"What are you doing!"

Wen Lang appeared at the door, his eyes filled with coldness.

Wen Qing shrank back and avoided his gaze when he stared at her.

Wen's mother hurriedly got up, walked to Wen Lang, and said urgently:

"Lang'er, don't blame your sister. She's exhausted, that's why she's so anxious. Didn't you say that that bitch would come back begging us soon? About when? Mother is really, really exhausted."

Wen Lang was already looking grim because of the repeated failures of his plans, and now, listening to her rambling, his expression became even worse:

"You've done this kind of work quite well before, haven't you?"

Wen's mother didn't catch the sarcasm in his words and cursed viciously:

"That's right, it's all that little bitch's fault. She was doing just fine, and then she just went back to her parents' home like that. What kind of daughter-in-law does that? If it weren't for the fact that your official position still needs some time to be finalized, we could divorce her right now."

As he cursed, he spat fiercely and snorted coldly:

"Lang'er, I don't care! Go and call her back right now. Otherwise, make her pay us so we can hire some people to serve her. That bitch, all that's valuable in the room is that pearl headdress; there's nothing else. Did she hide it? What a cunning slut! She's infuriating!"

Listening to her curses, Wen Lang took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse back.

"Alright, just bear with it a little longer, I'll figure something out. Now, give me all the money in the house right now, I need it."

Wen's mother was stunned:

"Money? Money at home? Where would we get any money at home? What do you need money for?"

Wen Lang frowned impatiently:

“I know whether there’s money in the family or not. All the expenses in the family over the years have been covered by Yu Shuyan. You even squeeze some money out of her from time to time. You must have some savings. No matter how much you have, give it all to me now.”

Wen's mother's eyes flickered, but she hesitated before saying:

"Lang'er, that's all my money for my funeral, you—"

Wen Lang interrupted impatiently:

"Don't worry, I'll have Yu Shuyan give you double the money when she gets back. Go get the money quickly, I need it urgently."

Although reluctant, Wen's mother had no choice but to turn around and slowly go into the house.

Wen Lang then looked at Wen Qing, who was standing to the side with her head down, his eyes full of disdain:

"Wen Qing, I'm warning you, your looks are just average. If you want to marry into a good family and enjoy wealth, then I ask you to change your behavior and stop being so rude. Understand?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, lowered her head, and muttered softly:

"You just want me to help you build connections!"

Wen Lang didn't hear clearly, and his voice was tinged with displeasure:

"What did you say?"

Wen Qingcai reluctantly said:

"I'm at home. I would never act like this outside. I would definitely be gentle and graceful."

Wen Lang was about to say something when his mother came out of the house. He gave Wen Qing a cold glance and ignored her.

Mother Wen stared at the money pouch in her hand with a pained expression:

"Lang'er, this is all my possessions. Remember, when that wretched woman comes back, make her give me double the amount."

Wen Lang reached out and took the money bag:

"Don't worry, she can't live without me. She won't ask me to do anything and will come back obediently soon. I have some important things to do these next few days, so please bear with me and don't cause any trouble."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the house.

Wen Qing then looked up and hurried to her mother's side, just in time to see the pain in her mother's eyes at losing the money.

Her eyes darted around, and she snorted coldly:

"Mother, are we really just going to wait like this and let that bitch have her way out there? Why should we suffer at home while she gets to live so carefree?"

A malice flashed in Wen's mother's eyes:

"That's right, you little slut, you piece of trash. How could you have married such a lowly merchant's daughter? Your brother is about to become a high-ranking official, and he'll be a prime minister someday. She's even less worthy of him. Instead of serving us and trying to please us, she actually dared to run home. I really don't know if she's lost her mind."

Wen Qing also gave a disdainful snort:

"Exactly. The Yu family is so afraid now. They think that if my brother doesn't want that bitch, she won't be able to get any more power from him. If you ask me, we should go straight to the Yu family and make that bitch come back as soon as possible. We should also make the Yu family give us more money to make up for her mistakes."

Wen's mother's eyes lit up, but hesitation quickly flashed across them:

"But your brother said~"

Wen Qing, however, said directly:

“My brother only said we shouldn’t cause any trouble. He didn’t say we couldn’t bring that bitch back. If we go to the Yu family, they’ll just fawn over us. What trouble could they possibly cause?”

A hint of joy flashed in Wen's mother's eyes:

"That's right, let's go now and make that little bitch come back and serve us."

Neither of them wanted to work, and both were greedy for money. They hit it off immediately and headed for the Yu family together.

After they walked away, Aunt Niu's door opened. Aunt Niu peeked out and looked at their retreating figures, a smug smile appearing on her lips.

Immediately, he slipped out the door and quietly followed them.

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