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

Wen Yuanshu lowered her head and remained silent, while Xie Qianjiao, who was standing to the side, snapped out of her daze and nearly ground her teeth to powder.

Ever since Bai Tong recovered, Pei Zeyu has been bewitched by that vixen again.

Bai Tong must have sensed something and said something to Pei Zeyu, which is why Pei Zeyu has almost disappeared from her courtyard now.

She was already very unhappy, and if Wen Yuanshu also caught Pei Zeyu's eye...

Wen Yuanshu was already one step ahead of her. If she also won Pei Zeyu's heart, would Xie Qianjiao still have any glory in the Marquis's mansion?!

Xie Qianjiao felt increasingly uneasy, and even her replies to the old lady became perfunctory, showing that she was not paying attention.

After leaving Songshouyuan, Xie Qianjiao eagerly grabbed Pei Zeyu: "Cousin, I have something to tell you."

Pei Zeyu glanced at her, then subconsciously looked at Wen Yuanshu.

Wen Yuanshu came out of the courtyard and walked straight away without even glancing at him.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with Wen Yuanshu anyway, Pei Zeyu sighed inwardly and asked, "Jiaojiao, what is it?"

Xie Qianjiao bit her lip and pulled Pei Zeyu to a secluded corner: "Cousin, why are you siding with your sister-in-law? I saw that Auntie was unhappy just now."

Recalling the old lady's expression just now, Pei Zeyu sighed and said, "Jiaojiao, Yuan Shu is my wife after all. I can't just ignore her feelings."

Xie Qianjiao looked at him, and the ominous feeling in her heart became more and more obvious.

When did Pei Zeyu start to care about Wen Yuanshu's feelings?

“Cousin…” Xie Qianjiao said anxiously.

Pei Zeyu interrupted her before she could finish speaking: "Jiaojiao, I know what you mean. I'm just telling you, don't worry, I won't fall in love with her."

Xie Qianjiao didn't speak, she just stared at him stubbornly.

Clearly, she didn't believe Pei Zeyu's words.

But Pei Zeyu dared not speak too clearly.

If this is exposed, it will be a catastrophe that will result in the extermination of nine generations of one's family!

The fewer people who know, the less risk there is!

He could only sigh and say, "Jiaojiao, if you don't believe me, I have nothing more to say."

After saying that, Pei Zeyu turned and left, leaving Xie Qianjiao standing there all alone.

Caiwei quickly went to her side: "Madam..."

Xie Qianjiao only looked away after Pei Zeyu's figure disappeared from sight.

It seems that she can't keep Pei Zeyu under her control on her own.

She... needs an assistant.

-

Meanwhile, Pei Zeyu left Songshou Courtyard and went directly to the main courtyard.

When the servant announced it, Wen Yuanshu hadn't reacted yet. It wasn't until Pei Zeyu entered the room that Wen Yuanshu was slightly startled: "My lord, is there something you need?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Zeyu couldn't help but feel hurt.

Besides being injured, he also found the situation somewhat troublesome.

Wen Yuanshu is so cold to him, it won't be easy for him to gain her trust.

Pei Zeyu sighed, his expression sincere: "Yuan Shu, I was wrong before, I neglected you for so long, can you... forgive me?"

"I don't understand what you mean, Lord Marquis." Wen Yuanshu said with a forced smile.

“Don’t say hurtful things,” Pei Zeyu looked at her as if she were a child throwing a tantrum. “I know I’ve been cold to you these past few years, but Yuan Shu, we’ve only been married for two years. We have a lot of time ahead of us.”

"Trust me, I will definitely treat you well in the future."

Now, Wen Yuanshu could no longer laugh; she felt a chill run down her spine.

Did this person take the wrong medicine?

"He Feng Lou has some new dishes. I remember you used to love their food. How about we go together tonight?"

Wen Yuanshu smiled slightly: "My lord, I have never liked the food at Hefenglou."

She doesn't like eating out; she only loves the cooking of her own little kitchen and her mother-in-law, Zheng. She's been eating there since she was a child and never gets tired of it.

Pei Zeyu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"I remember you have a mom who's a good cook. Tonight... shall I come over and have dinner with you?"

“No need,” Wen Yuanshu’s tone suddenly turned cold. “The Marquis is busy with many affairs of state. Besides, Xi’er will be coming over for dinner tonight. My courtyard is too small to accommodate so many people.”