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

The old lady couldn't help but resent Wen Yuanshu in her heart.

How could they not even keep this a secret? Pei Zhicheng found out about it!

What happened today is not something the child should know, but Pei Zhicheng's relentless pursuit is putting her in a difficult position.

“Zhicheng, with your grandmother here, she won’t let your mother suffer any injustice. You can trust your grandmother,” the old lady said patiently. “If you miss her, go and see her. Your grandmother won’t make things difficult for your mother, and she certainly won’t make things difficult for you!”

It was called a house arrest, but it only meant Xie Qianjiao was not allowed to leave the hospital. The people serving her were all her own people. It was rare to see a house arrest to this extent, which was enough to show her favoritism.

"No!" Pei Zhicheng struggled in the old lady's arms. "No, no! Grandmother, please let my mother out! My mother did nothing wrong, why is she confined to her quarters! Besides, my father and mother were arguing, so even if they were to confine her, my father should be confined too! Why is only my mother confined! Grandmother, this is not fair!"

Pei Zhicheng was strong; even the old lady couldn't hold him back and was nearly broken by his antics. Helpless, she had no choice but to let go: "You child, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Regardless of whether what happened today is true or false, Pei Zeyu is the one who has been wronged the most. How can we confine him to his home?

Moreover, this matter has become too big a fuss. It was Wen Yuanshu who suggested placing Xie Qianjiao under house arrest, and she personally gave her approval. If she is released before this day is over, it would be tantamount to slapping herself in the face!

But Pei Zhicheng showed absolutely no consideration for her, and continued to be so relentless...

"Grandmother! Release my mother at once!" Pei Zhicheng's words were anything but respectful; they even carried a hint of command.

"No!" The old lady's voice suddenly turned cold. "If you want to see your mother, then go see her! Letting her out is absolutely impossible!"

After saying that, the old lady got up and went back to her bedroom.

Zhang's mother sighed, wanting to step forward and say a few words of advice, but when she met the intense hatred in Pei Zhicheng's eyes, she paused and, in the end, said nothing, followed the old lady back home.

When Pei Zhicheng saw that the old lady had actually abandoned him, he was stunned and stood there in place.

He felt that this home was completely unfamiliar.

The father was a stranger, and the grandmother was a stranger too.

Xie Qianjiao only taught him that if something happened, he should throw a tantrum in front of Pei Zeyu and the old lady, saying that they liked such a mischievous child, but she didn't teach him what to do after being rejected.

Pei Zhicheng was completely at a loss, so he turned around and ran towards Xie Qianjiao's courtyard.

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Meanwhile, Wen Yuanshu heard that Pei Zhicheng had caused trouble twice, annoying Pei Zeyu and the old lady, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

Pei Zhicheng truly lived up to her expectations.

She got up and walked outside: "Let's go see the Marquis."

The study door was tightly closed, and there was no sound from inside.

Upon seeing Wen Yuanshu arrive, the guards exchanged glances and quickly opened the door to let her in.

Entering the study, Wen Yuanshu looked around the room and then went into the inner room before finally seeing Pei Zeyu.

He sat on the footstool by the bed, surrounded by many empty wine jars, clearly having been quite drunk.

“My lord,” Wen Yuanshu knelt down beside him, her tone full of concern, “How did you get yourself into this state? I’ll have someone bring you a bowl of hangover soup.”

The moment Pei Zeyu saw her, his heart stirred slightly: "Yuan Shu, you've come... to see me."

The person who used to always present a gentle image is now looking disheveled and even a bit pathetic.

Wen Yuanshu felt uncomfortable squatting, so she got up and sat on the edge of the bed: "I heard that the young master came by just now and seemed to have a bad argument with the Marquis, so I came to check on him."

Upon hearing her mention Pei Zhicheng, Pei Zeyu couldn't help but sneer: "I used to think that Zhicheng was a good kid, but... but now I realize that he doesn't resemble me at all!"