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

Even though she didn't say anything, Cuiyu's mouth never stopped: "It's always the same old story of hiding from the rain together. Sister Xiaotao, how many men have you been hiding from the rain with? Why don't you come up with a different idea? How boring!"

Xiao Tao's face turned deathly pale. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Cuiyu turned to Wen Yuanshu and said, "Madam, you don't know, this Sister Xiaotao is famous for liking to wander around in the rain and then drag handsome young men to shelter from the rain. Your silly nephew must have been tricked!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know you at all!" Xiao Tao hurriedly said, "You're from the Brothel, which is in Rouge Lane, far away from here! Besides, this is a respectable place, unlike yours!"

"Come on, apart from not openly selling meat, what's the difference between you and us?" Cuiyu said bluntly. "We're all in this business, everyone knows each other, right? Speaking of which, we only started serving customers after we were fully groomed, when did you start serving customers here?"

Her words left Xiao Tao speechless, only able to stare at her and gasp for breath.

"Alright, stop eyeing that silly young master! Find another target, or I'll spread your dirty secrets throughout the whole garden. Once everyone in the garden knows, the Wen family will find out sooner or later, and then they'll definitely skin you alive! You'd better watch out!"

Whether Xiaotao was frightened by Cuiyu's words or for some other reason, she actually hurriedly took the zither and left.

She slammed the door to the private room shut, and then looked at Cuiyu: "Bringing you here today was definitely the right decision."

Cuiyu chuckled.

Having seen Xiao Tao, and with no further business to attend to in the garden, the group got up and left.

At this moment, in the Lu residence, Wen Xi was sitting in the front hall, looking helplessly at Wen Chengyi pacing back and forth in the hall: "Third brother, why don't you take a rest?"

Wen Chengyi rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "And you're the one who talks! Are you a sieve? Why do you tell your aunt everything?"

Wen Xi looked innocent: "I... just blurted it out. Besides, how can Third Brother keep his beloved girl in such a place for long? We should tell the elders at home as soon as possible and rescue her, right?"

What he said makes a lot of sense.

Wen Chengyi had nothing more to say.

He had just sat down when he saw Wen Yuanshu return.

So his bottom barely touched the chair before he went to greet Wen Yuanshu: "Auntie, how are you?"

“No rush,” Wen Yuanshu walked to the head seat and sat down. “Please sit down first.”

She needs to think carefully about how to talk to Wen Chengyi.

Wen Chengyi obediently sat down, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked at Wen Yuanshu.

"Um……"

On the way back, Wen Yuanshu had already prepared her words, but when she met Wen Chengyi's gaze, she suddenly couldn't speak.

She remained silent, but Cuiyu, who was standing to the side, couldn't wait to speak up.

"Young Master Wen thinks it's romantic to take shelter from the rain under the eaves, but little does he know that she has already taken shelter from the rain with more than a dozen men. Only Young Master Wen is honest; he was easily manipulated by her after just one rain."

Wen Chengyi was slightly taken aback, then looked at Cuiyu: "Don't talk nonsense."

Wen Chengyi, after all, came from a noble family and had practiced martial arts since childhood. When he put on a stern face, he did indeed have a certain air of authority.

But Cuiyu, standing beside Wen Yuanshu, was not intimidated by his imposing manner: "I'm not making this up. If you don't believe me, have someone you trust ask around. A dozen or so is an understatement. There might be some other surprises!"

Anyone would find it hard to accept their beloved being portrayed like this, and the fact that Wen Chengyi can still sit still shows how well-mannered he is.

Wen Chengyi took a deep breath and turned to look at Wen Yuanshu: "Aunt, what exactly happened?"