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

Two days later, it will be the baby's full-month celebration.

As the eldest grandson of the Marquis's family, the Marquis's mansion had become lively two days ago.

Guests came in droves to give gifts.

Everyone who saw Gu Jinyan had to say he was good-looking. The little guy also made Song Wenjun proud, as he didn't cry even once when faced with so many unfamiliar faces.

Song Wenjun specially wore a festive, brightly colored dress today. She was naturally bright and elegant, so even the most vibrant color could be worn down by her.

She also put the hairpin that Gu Huaizhou had given her on her head.

It makes it look even more luxurious.

After tidying up, Song Wenjun handed the child over to the wet nurse and went to the front yard.

On such days, Madam Zhou did not appear in the front yard. Instead, she sat in the house, maintaining the airs of a first wife, waiting for the younger generation to come and pay their respects to her.

As soon as Song Wenjun appeared in the front yard, Gu Huaizhou's gaze lingered on the gold hairpin in her hair.

He hadn't expected Song Wenjun to appear wearing this hairpin. If Jiang Miaoyin saw it, it would inevitably cause another problem.

Why did you come out wearing this hairpin?

Song Wenjun reached out and touched the hairpin, then looked sharply at Gu Huaizhou: "What's wrong with this hairpin? Is there a problem?"

"No, it's nothing..." Gu Huaizhou's smile was somewhat forced: "I just think it's too grand, it's better to keep it low-key."

"Today is a special day for the child, so I'll only wear it once today, and I won't wear it again after that."

Even if you wanted her to wear it in the future, she wouldn't, because Song Wenjun found it disgusting.

The couple were talking to each other, and to outsiders they appeared to be a harmonious couple.

The couple's love story had already spread throughout the capital, so people were no longer surprised.

But one gaze, filled with resentment, was directed at Song Wenjun.

When Jiang Miaoyin saw the gold hairpin in Song Wenjun's hair, she felt as if the blood in her body had frozen.

Gu Huaizhou had clearly told her that the hairpin had already been bought, but in the entire capital, only she and Gu Huaizhou knew about the hairpin.

Song Wenjun rarely left her home, so how did she know about this hairpin?

There is only one truth: Gu Huaizhou lied.

This hairpin was clearly a gift from him to Song Wenjun.

Jiang Miaoyin felt indescribably sad, but she had to force a smile in front of all the guests.

Song Wenjun had already noticed Jiang Miaoyin in the corner. Seeing Jiang Miaoyin's expression, which was as if she had swallowed a fly, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

She had even dressed up specially today, wanting to celebrate the baby's one-month birthday with Gu Huaizhou.

She even put thought into her clothing to appear more compatible with Gu Huaizhou, so that she could complement him perfectly.

To her surprise, when she came out, she saw Song Wenjun and Gu Huaizhou chatting and laughing together, looking like a loving couple.

She desperately wanted to turn around and leave.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing here? Come to the front quickly." Song Wenjun had already spotted Jiang Miaoyin. How could she let her leave so easily? She hurriedly and warmly invited her to come forward.

The guests' eyes were originally on Gu Huaizhou and Song Wenjun, but then they heard Song Wenjun call out to Jiang Miaoyin.

As a result, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Widows always attract attention, especially Jiang Miaoyin, who was a chaste and virtuous woman.

Her story of remaining chaste for Gu Jia Dalang and never marrying has already spread throughout the entire capital.

Everyone admired her courage and wanted to see the true face of this courageous woman.

However, upon seeing Jiang Miaoyin, everyone couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Jiang Miaojing was dressed in a silver-embroidered auspicious cloud and flower skirt, with a lotus-silk pipa-shaped top, a golden necklace around her neck, and a jade bracelet on her wrist. She was dazzling and beautiful.

This is so different from the image of a chaste widow.

Shouldn't widows wear plain clothes?

The guests exchanged puzzled glances, and some even noticed that Jiang Miaoyin's attire matched Gu Huaizhou's perfectly.

She wore a matching color, and the jade pendant at Gu Huaizhou's waist was also a matching color.

She wore a silver-patterned auspicious cloud skirt, and Gu Huaizhou's sleeves were also decorated with silver-patterned auspicious clouds.

One accident could be an accident, but two would seem a bit deliberate.

Song Wenjun lowered her head to hide the glint in her eyes. In her previous life, she had also noticed that Jiang Miaoyin's attire was inappropriate.

At that time, she only felt sorry for her sister-in-law and didn't think about anything else.

They simply assumed the two were wearing the same outfit.

Even after discovering it, he helped Jiang Miaoyin cover it up.

She instructed her maid to splash water on Jiang Miaoyin to prevent her from being embarrassed.

Now, only a ghost would help her.

Not only will she not help her, she will also make her look foolish.

These guests today are her weapons against Jiang Miaoyin.

The capital city has no shortage of gossipy women. Once they discover the slightest clue, they will relentlessly pursue it like flies drawn to filth.

They would also exaggerate and embellish these doubts behind the scenes.

To satisfy their gossipy, eccentric, and dark desires.

Gu Huaizhou also noticed Jiang Miaoyin's deliberate actions. His face darkened, and he gave Jiang Miaoyin a warning look.

Jiang Miaoyin was jealous, and when she saw Gu Huaizhou warning her, she pretended not to see it and turned her head away.

Gu Huaizhou: "..."

I was so angry I almost exploded.

"Husband, why aren't you going to entertain the guests?" Song Wenjun urged.

Gu Huaizhou gave her a forced smile, looked away from Jiang Miaoyin, and then started urging the guests to eat and drink.

These exchanges of glances happened in the blink of an eye, and the atmosphere didn't even cool down; everyone wore a perfectly appropriate smile.

But unbeknownst to them, something had already happened.

It won't be long before gossip about Jiang Miaoyin and Gu Huaizhou spreads like wildfire.

Song Wenjun affectionately linked arms with Jiang Miaoyin, seemingly unaware of anything amiss, and maintained the same close relationship with Jiang Miaoyin as before.

"Sister-in-law, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Jiang Miaoyin's smile faltered; she felt as if a stone was lodged in her heart, making her irritable and restless.

She had no interest in socializing with Song Wenjun.

She just wanted to see the child once, and then leave.

"Where's Yan Yan? Bring her here so I can see her." Jiang Miaoyin's smile only brightened when she mentioned her child.

She hurriedly handed the carefully prepared gift to Song Wenjun: "This is a full moon gift I prepared for my child. Please don't find it offensive."

Song Wenjun peeked out and saw that it was the same as in her previous life.

Jiang Miaoyin prepared gold bracelets, gold anklets, and a heavy pure gold longevity lock for the child.

In addition to these, she also gave the two shops under her name to Gu Jinyan.

Such a large-scale investment is astonishing.

Song Wenjun wouldn't turn down money, so she accepted all the gifts before saying, "The child is too young, so I didn't bring him out. If you want to see him, there will be plenty of time later."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Miaoyin almost lost her smile: "I want to see it now."

"No rush. I haven't seen you in a long time, sister-in-law. I miss you terribly. Let's have a good chat." Song Wenjun took Jiang Miaoyin's arm, making it impossible for her to break free.

Jiang Miaoyin had no choice but to sit with her, her face aching from smiling.

Just then, a Buddhist chant suddenly rang out: "Amitabha..."

Song Wenjun raised an eyebrow. Oh, the troublemaker has finally arrived.