May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Wen Qinglan sighed, gathered the invitations in her hand, and got up to go back to her room.

She has wasted too much time; now it's time to take the next step.

-

After that day, Wen Qinglan devoted herself to her research in her own courtyard.

The list left on the desk dwindled until finally, only two or three names remained.

Wen Qinglan couldn't make a choice, so she took the invitation to Wen Yuanshu.

“Cousin,” Wen Qinglan placed the invitation in front of Wen Yuanshu, “could you take a look at these people for me?”

Wen Yuanshu's eyebrows twitched slightly: "You haven't left the house these past few days, have you been busy with this?"

Wen Qinglan nodded: "I've already wasted too much time. If I delay any longer, I'm afraid..."

She is not Wen Yuanshu.

Wen Yuanshu has a family who truly love her, while Wen Qinglan has no one behind her. In fact, after she gets married, she has to take care of her own mother.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Wen Yuanshu opened the posts and read them carefully one by one.

After reading it, Wen Yuanshu couldn't help but admire Wen Qinglan's discerning eye.

“These are all good families, and I can’t really choose one,” Wen Yuanshu said. “Why don’t we have someone collect portraits of these gentlemen, and you can pick one that you like?”

Wen Qinglan said helplessly, "Cousin, you can't just look at a person's face when you're living your life with them..."

She didn't care that much about a man's appearance.

I don't need anything outstanding, just something decent.

Wen Yuanshu chuckled softly, and finally picked out an invitation, placing it in front of her.

Upon seeing the family name on the post, Wen Qinglan was somewhat surprised: "The Yang family?"

Wen Yuanshu nodded: "The young master Yang in the post is Madam Yang's youngest son. Although he doesn't take on any family responsibilities, he is still the legitimate son of the main wife. Even if he does nothing in the future, he can still inherit the family business. Moreover, he has his own elder brother to protect him, so he won't have a hard life in the future."

“As for Madam Yang, she is also known for her gentleness and kindness, but…” Wen Yuanshu paused, “whether she is truly gentle and kind or just a kind-hearted person is hard to say.”

People's hearts are hidden behind their bellies; they are the hardest to fathom.

Wen Qinglan also fell into deep thought after hearing this.

“But you don’t need to rush,” Wen Yuanshu said. “Go out and about more. Your sister-in-law can take you around.”

Wen Qinglan nodded.

She stood up and said, "Thank you very much, cousin. I'll go see my sister-in-law now."

Wen Yuanshu nodded, gathered the post up again, and handed it to her.

Just as Wen Qinglan was about to turn and leave, Wen Yuanshu suddenly called out to her.

“Cousin?” Wen Qinglan looked at her.

Wen Yuanshu pursed her lips and asked, "What are your sister's plans?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qinglan immediately understood and sighed, "Siyu... seems to have no plans. Two or three families sent her invitations this time, but she didn't read them."

After a pause, Wen Qinglan said, "Cousin, I have already written a letter and I plan to send it back tomorrow, asking my father to take her back."

Currently, the Wen family is unaware that Wen Siyu has feelings for Lu Chengyuan. Once they find out, they may not be able to tolerate Wen Siyu anymore.

Rather than being sent back by the General's Mansion, it's better to be dignified and let her go back to her hometown on her own.

Seeing that she already had a plan, Wen Yuanshu nodded and said, "Alright, thank you for your trouble."

Wen Qinglan sighed, "Cousin, you don't need to be so polite. This is for her own good."

On that day at Linjiang Tower, she witnessed firsthand how Lu Chengyuan beheaded someone with a single stroke.

Such a man is definitely not someone Wen Siyu could imagine.

If she really angers someone, Wen Siyu's fate won't be good either.

Watching Wen Qinglan turn and leave, Chunhua couldn't help but sigh, "I originally thought that Miss Biao would understand your feelings."

Last time, Wen Yuanshu personally took her to the registration site for the girls' school. After a busy day, Wen Qinglan left an impression on the female officials and teachers.

So if Wen Qinglan wanted to, she could go to the girls' school.

Wen Qinglan, after all, comes from a privileged background and is skilled in scheming. If she were to teach accounting and financial management, she would definitely be an excellent teacher.