The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

The voice was so familiar that Uncle Song slowly turned around and saw Song Jinshu standing in front of him unharmed.

Upon seeing Song Jinshu suddenly appear, Uncle Song let out a cry as if he had seen a ghost, stumbled back a few steps, and bumped into the table.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Gao was also frightened and hid behind Uncle Song. The two of them looked at Song Jinshu with trembling eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the shadow on the ground.

He has a shadow; he is a person.

Song Jinshu's brows were furrowed tightly, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

His second uncle, whom he had always respected and trusted, turned out to be such a heartless and ungrateful person.

"Why? Why are you treating us like this, Second Uncle? If I really don't come back, are you going to take away my family property and kick my wife and children out of the Song family?"

With red eyes, Song Jinshu stepped forward and questioned him in a cold voice.

He simply refused to believe it.

His most respected elder turned out to be such a vicious and wicked person.

Uncle Song and Madam Gao retreated hastily, stammering, "You, didn't your boat capsize?"

Song Jinshu snorted coldly: "Aren't you all very disappointed to see me come back alive?"

Min also wiped away her tears and stood behind Song Jinshu.

At this moment, Uncle Song and Madam Gao finally realized why Song Wenjun had let them out.

They had actually set a trap for them.

She knew perfectly well that Song Jinshu was alright, but she deliberately put on an act for them.

Their goal was to show Song Jinshu their true colors.

Uncle Song shook his head repeatedly, pointing at Song Wenjun angrily and saying, "What a deep scheming! I am your own uncle, how can you bear to use such cold-blooded methods against me and your aunt? Have you lost all your conscience?"

"Second Uncle," Song Wenjun raised her voice, "I didn't force you two to fight over the family property. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

Madam Min also said to Song Jinshu, "Husband, open your eyes and see clearly what kind of faces your respected second uncle and aunt's family have. If you hadn't come back, I'm afraid my child and I would have been kicked out of the house."

Song Jinshu was furious, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he roared, "Second Uncle, aren't you going to explain this to me?"

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Uncle Song's eyes darted around as he hurriedly explained, "How could your aunt and I possibly covet your family fortune? We just wanted to keep it safe for you, didn't we, old woman?"

As if waking from a dream, Madam Gao hurriedly nodded: "Yes, we want to save the shop for you and return it when the child grows up."

"Just like when my older brother and I were little, right?" Song Wenjun interrupted them coldly. "Back then, my older brother and I were young and you tricked us. Now that we're grown up, do you want to do the same thing again?"

At this point, Song Wenjun looked at Song Jinshu and said, "Brother, don't believe a single word they say. The family fortune our parents left us was enough to ensure we would live a life of comfort for the rest of our lives, but in the end, we had nothing and left home empty-handed. Have you forgotten all of this?"

Song Jinshu's eyes were red, and her face was full of sorrow: "I haven't forgotten."

Although he was young at the time, he thought that he and Uncle Song were family and shared the same surname, Song.

Therefore, his covetousness of his parents' property was not investigated further.

Now they're using the same old tricks again, trying to seize his property. How can he tolerate that?

Seeing that their scheme had been exposed, Uncle Song and Madam Gao hurriedly said, "Since you're back, your second aunt and I will go back now."

The two were about to run out when Xiao Tao blocked the doorway and said coldly, "Madam didn't say you were allowed to leave."

"Song Wenjun, don't go too far! What exactly do you want?" Uncle Song said angrily.

Song Wenjun chuckled and said, "Considering that you both share the same surname, my elder brother and I can let bygones be bygones. But we have one condition: if you two don't agree, I have plenty of ways to make you disappear."

Having witnessed Song Wenjun's methods, Uncle Song swallowed hard and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"Leave the capital and never set foot here again," Song Wenjun said coldly. "This is your only chance to live."

Upon hearing this, Madam Gao immediately objected: "How can that be? I'm counting on finding a good marriage for Wenhui in the capital. If you don't let us set foot in the capital, you're cutting off our source of income!"

Uncle Song jumped up and down, saying, "That's right! My Wenhui is going to be an official's wife. You can prevent us from setting foot in the capital, but just give us 100,000 taels of silver and we'll disappear immediately, guaranteeing we'll never show our faces again."

Hearing this, Song Wenjun laughed: "Second Uncle, I'm afraid you still don't understand the situation. You have no right to negotiate with me now."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Moreover, your precious daughter can no longer be an official's wife."

"What do you mean?"

"Wenhui offended the third young lady of the Duke's mansion. You don't think the third young lady just took her into the mansion and locked her up and that's it, do you?"

Gao asked anxiously, "What happened to my daughter? What did that third young lady do to her?"

Song Wenjun chuckled lightly: "I forgot to tell you, Wenhui has already sold herself into slavery."

She held up two fingers and said to Uncle Song and Madam Gao, "She gets two taels of silver every month. Which powerful family would want a woman who came from a maid's background? Besides, even if she has a clean background, a powerful family would not marry a commoner as their principal wife."

Gao screamed in despair, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You're lying to me on purpose, aren't you?"

"Believe it or not, you can ask them yourselves when I bring them out tomorrow."

Gao burst into tears, crying, "How could this happen? How could this happen? Old man, please think of something!"

Uncle Song also pounded the ground repeatedly, crying and wailing, "What can I do? I can't even get into the Duke's mansion. Our daughter is finished, everything is finished."

"Why is my life so miserable? How am I supposed to live from now on?" Gao also sat on the ground and started wailing at the top of her lungs.

Seeing their pitiful state, Song Jinshu couldn't bear it and turned away.

He waved his hand and ordered, "Expel those two from the Song family and cut off all contact with them from now on."

"Song Jinshu, are you even human? I'm your own second uncle!"

"You ungrateful wretches, you're all heartless and rotten-hearted. If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled you two siblings to death back then, and saved myself so much trouble."

"Song Wenjun, Song Jinshu, you two will die a horrible death, a horrible death..."

The sound faded into the distance, and Song Jinshu's brows furrowed tightly.

Being cursed by the person he considered his closest loved one caused him immense pain, as if his heart had been shattered.

“Husband.” Madam Min gently tugged at his sleeve: “Don’t blame me. If I hadn’t let you see their true colors, you would still be in the dark. I was the one who came up with the idea. Don’t blame anyone else.”