How could I possibly be confined in a cage?

April 12th is considered a good day.

On this day, Mr. Song, unusually dressed in a suit and tie, personally welcomed his first wife, who had been a devout Buddhist for many years, out of the Buddhist hall with gongs and drums.

After repeatedly bidding farewell to Buddha, the First Madam, supported by Master Song, left the house with a joyful expression.

Upon arriving at the main courtyard, the second concubine, who had lived there for over twenty years, had already moved her belongings out and returned the place to the first wife.

Looking around, the First Madam was quite satisfied with the courtyard's furnishings, which combined Chinese and Western styles and were incredibly luxurious.

"I never imagined that so many things would have changed in the past twenty years. My house still has electric lights and a telephone."

Master Song looked troubled but not pleased. "Is it done? I have other things to do. Goodbye."

Master Song left, but the concubines in the courtyard could not leave.

The first wife looked at them one by one and saw that many of them were new faces.

Finally, her gaze fell on the second concubine, and seeing that the second concubine was dressed and adorned better than the first wife, she immediately became unhappy.

"Take it off for me."

The first wife gave a stern shout, leaving the second concubine speechless with bitterness.

Knowing how crazy the first wife was, she had no choice but to take off her jewelry and stand respectfully to the side.

The first wife was still not satisfied, "What about the clothes?"

That's a bit insulting. Taking off her jewelry isn't enough, she has to take off her clothes too? Besides, the second concubine has been in charge of the Song family's inner quarters for many years. If she really takes off her clothes, how will she face people in the future?

“Madam, our Song family is a respectable family. We cannot expose our bodies in front of servants and embarrass them.”

"Slap!" The first wife was displeased and slapped her across the face. "I told you to take it off, so take it off. You know what I'm capable of."

Her eyes were sinister and vicious, showing no regard for the second concubine as a human being.

Enduring the humiliation, the second concubine hurriedly untied her cheongsam, took off her outer robe, leaving only the inner lining.

Without the First Madam's permission, no one in the courtyard left, but they all kept their heads down, not daring to look.

The second concubine was well-maintained. Even though she was about the same age as the first wife, she had no excess fat on her body. Her skin was fair and smooth, and she looked even more graceful in just her inner lining.

The first wife's eyes blazed with fury. "And you, you, you're all naked."

At a single command, the concubines were caught in a dilemma, but since their leader, the second concubine, had taken off her clothes, they dared not disobey.

So, suppressing her embarrassment, she awkwardly and hesitantly took off her clothes.

The seventh concubine was seven months pregnant, her slender body bearing a huge belly as she struggled to unbutton her clothes.

In an instant, the concubines in the courtyard, some plump and some slender, had their bodies exposed to the air, and some of the more timid ones couldn't help but start crying.

The first wife was very satisfied. "Raise your heads, everyone."

The concubines stubbornly raised their heads slowly.

The First Madam, however, changed her tone, "I'm talking about you (servants). You've been serving these concubines for so long, haven't you had any designs on them? This is a rare opportunity, why don't you take a look at the beautiful scenery before you?"

The First Madam had gone so far as to act so outrageously? For a moment, the servants only regretted not running out the door earlier, and dared not even look up.

The first wife's expression changed. "I told you to look up."

"shut up!"

Master Song's face turned ashen. He returned, never expecting that in such a short time, the First Madam would bully all the concubines like this.

And to have servants defile their bodies—this woman is utterly unworthy of being human.

"Master..." Upon seeing Master Song arrive, all the concubines felt as if they had found their pillar of support and quickly surrounded him.

Master Song was both angry and heartbroken. If he couldn't even take care of his own woman, what was the point of all the wealth he had accumulated?

When the first wife saw him arrive, she merely raised her eyes and asked, "So what if I'm disciplining the concubines?"

Master Song snorted coldly, "Whether you're trying to punish your concubines or satisfy your perverted desires, we both know very well. I can't control what you do, but if you dare to touch my people, I'm not some kind of saint."

After saying this, Master Song draped the cloaks that Song Ren had brought over over the bodies of his concubines one by one, and then had them taken away.

The first wife's face was ashen, but she watched Master Song leave without saying a word.

The courtyard was empty for a moment, except for Uncle Ming standing beside him, Little Thing and his family, Boss Fang and others.

There were only six people in total, including the first wife herself.

Once everyone was gone, the First Madam revealed her true nature.

He straddled the table with his right leg, exuding a thuggish air.

"How have you been these past years?"

Fang Laoda hurriedly came up to curry favor, never expecting that after so many years, the first wife would have a chance to turn the tables.

"Good, good, thanks to your good fortune, my whole family is doing well."

Looking at Fang Laoda's daughter, Fang west, the First Madam thought of the little thing who died in the side courtyard of the Buddhist temple.

A hint of greedy excitement flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Go and bring Song Ren here. I have some questions for him."

Song Ren raised her son for so many years, yet he treated him like a servant, which greatly displeased the First Madam.

Before long, Uncle Ming grabbed Song Ren and threw him down from the air.

With a thud, Song Ren shook the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The first wife asked with great interest, "Where is my son?"

Song Ren felt utterly disgusted by the woman before him, refusing to look at her for even a moment. He kept his eyes tightly shut, refusing to look at her.

The First Madam was not in a hurry. As soon as she raised her hand, Uncle Ming stomped hard on Song Ren's hand, which was lying on the ground.

"Ugh..." Song Ren forced himself not to cry out in pain, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"explain."

Song Ren finally opened his eyes, his eyes wide with anger, staring intently at the First Madam, as if he wished he could skin her alive, tear her apart, and rip her tendons out of her body.

“I swore I would never reveal it. If you were so concerned, why didn’t you ask the child last night? Do you even know his name?”

Upon hearing this, a flicker of panic crossed the First Madam's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it and sneered, "I am his biological mother, not the one who gave him the name. I will not acknowledge him. You call him Song Fu, is that it? Such haste shows that you do not truly care for him."

The anger in Song Ren's eyes slowly subsided. He had actually been talking to a madman. He then shut his mouth and remained silent.

The first wife scoffed, "Speak quickly."

Song Ren remained silent.

Uncle Ming immediately took action and crippled one of his arms.

Despite the excruciating pain coursing through his entire body, Song Ren remained silent.

The eldest wife gradually grew irritated. Fang Laoda's eyes lit up, and an idea came to him. "Madam, Song Ren has a wife and children. Why not use them to exchange for information?"

Song Ren was startled and suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at Boss Fang. "Shameless!"

Seeing his panic, the first wife laughed.

"Since it works, let's go for it."

Boss Fang chuckled and said, "Let's go."

Song Ren struggled to his feet. "Stop! Come back here!"

Fang Laoda sneered, "You always bully me because of your position as the head butler, but who would have thought that you would have to ask me for help now?"

Song Ren was furious. This First Madam and her entourage were nothing but bandits. Even after marrying into the Song family, they still couldn't change their ruthless bandit ways.

Despite his anger, Song Ren still refused to back down. "I made a promise beforehand that I would never betray my friends. If you want to kill me, then kill me. What does it have to do with my wife and children? Besides, I have raised your children for twenty years. Even if I have not done anything meritorious, I have still worked hard. Why do you have to involve my family?"

The first wife watched coldly, unmoved.

Song Ren shouted, "Think about Song Fu. That child sees me as his father and my family as his own. If you harm my family, I'm afraid that child will hate you forever, just like his own father, and never want to see you again."

The first wife was finally moved, her brows furrowing. "I'm not going to make things difficult for you. Just tell me where the child is. Why would I do this?"

Seeing that her attitude was softening, Song Ren couldn't help but lower his voice and try to persuade her gently. Perhaps her twenty years of devoted worship of Buddha would change her mind?

"You probably already know why I won't tell you. I promised long ago that I wouldn't reveal a single word, or I'd die a horrible death."

The First Madam looked somber. She naturally believed such a solemn oath; otherwise, with all her skills, she wouldn't have confined herself to the Buddhist hall for so many years.

She frowned and looked intently at Song Ren. "Are you sure you don't want to tell me?"

Song Ren gritted his teeth, "Not bad."

The first wife nodded. "Okay."

She then looked at Uncle Ming beside her and said, "You know what to do."

After saying this, the First Madam went back to her room to rest.

Hearing Song Ren's melodious screams outside, he enthusiastically picked out the clothes.

Which outfit should she wear to see him? Just thinking of that handsome young man made the First Madam blush with happiness.

Whether the other person is willing to see her is not something she can consider.