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

Inside Ruyi Residence, it is warm and cozy, like springtime.

Both Lady Lü and Lady Min wore grim expressions, ready to teach Song Wenjun a lesson.

She's just a daughter-in-law, yet she really thinks she's something special.

Zhou kept her eyes down and her mind at ease. She, who had never treated her daughter-in-law like a human being, was unusually tight-lipped.

She was more than happy to have someone stand up for her.

There were many figures outside; Song Wenjun had entered the courtyard.

She wore a light green padded jacket, which accentuated her beautiful face and peach-like cheeks.

When she looks at people, her eyes seem to smile, but upon closer inspection, that smile hides a hint of frost.

Lady Lü was somewhat surprised. The once naive Song Wenjun who had first entered the mansion now exuded the authority of a matriarch.

A sense of fear inexplicably arose in her heart, but when she thought of the interests of the Third Hospital, she became firm again.

What's there to be afraid of? She's Song Wenjun's cousin-in-law.

Even if you put it out of the blue, the manor should still support the three of them.

Today she's going to let Song Wenjun know that the Gu family isn't something she can control.

"Greetings to my mother-in-law, greetings to my two sisters-in-law." Song Wenjun entered the house and greeted everyone in turn, her manner impeccable.

Min, who had originally intended to give Song Wenjun a hard time, now felt as if she had a lump in her throat.

No matter what, Song Wenjun deserves credit for her hard work, even if she didn't achieve great things.

Moreover, she has received much care from Song Wenjun in the Second Hospital, and will have to rely on the Marquis's mansion for her livelihood in the future.

So, Min wisely kept her mouth shut.

"Come in and sit down." Madam Min beckoned to Song Wenjun, but was met with a cold glare from Madam Lü.

After Song Wenjun sat down, Madam Lü spoke up: "Song Wenjun, is this how you manage a household? How can you feed people vegetables every day? The Marquis's mansion treats your sister-in-law so harshly, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"Withholding?" Song Wenjun's face darkened instantly. She looked directly into Lü's eyes and asked, "Third Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that?"

"You know what you mean. You're hiding in the courtyard eating and drinking well while we're left eating radishes and cabbages. How heartless of you!" Madam Lü sneered. Since she had come to make trouble today, she had no intention of giving Song Wenjun any face.

Song Wenjun straightened her back slightly: "Third sister-in-law's words are too hurtful. The food in the mansion is the same. Whether it's your third courtyard or my mother-in-law and me, there is no difference in our daily meals. If you don't believe me, you can check the kitchen's accounts. It's all recorded what we do every day."

Madam Lü said angrily, "If I didn't have evidence, would I say that? Today, the garbage dumped out of your yard contained chicken bones and fish bones. Do you dare to say you didn't steal any?"

"Stealing food?" Song Wenjun sneered, "I used my own dowry to subsidize all of this. If you're not satisfied with the food, you can also use your own dowry to subsidize it."

Lady Lü's face turned pale, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She has been married for many years, and her dowry has long been spent.

Where else can private vaults be used?

Song Wenjun knew perfectly well that she had no money, yet she still said that, which was slapping her in the face.

"I don't care, you can't mistreat our Third Hospital." Madam Lü started acting like a rogue.

Song Wenjun glanced at Zhou Shi indifferently and saw that she kept her eyes slightly closed and remained silent, clearly having no intention of standing up for Song Wenjun.

Min, however, wore a smile on her face. Although she didn't say anything, she was thinking about how to benefit from the situation.

This family is full of monsters and demons; not a single one of them is good.

In her previous life, Song Wenjun treated them all as her own family, giving them her whole heart without reservation.

She even used her own dowry to help the Second and Third Hospitals.

But when she was dying, not one of them came to her side.

He even said he was a jinx and that if he was going to die, he should die somewhere far away.

She even said that Jiang Miaoyin was the truly blessed one, and urged Zhou to let Gu Huaizhou marry Jiang Miaoyin Mingmei.

This time, Song Wenjun won't be so foolish.

Seeing that Song Wenjun remained silent, Lady Lü smiled smugly: "What's wrong? Are you too guilty to speak?"

“No, that’s not it.” Song Wenjun looked up at her and slowly said, “I just feel that the Marquis’s mansion has already done more than enough to support such a large family.”

As soon as she finished speaking, panic appeared on the faces of both Madam Lü and Madam Min.

Lady Lü's confidence was clearly waning, but she still forced herself to ask, "Song Wenjun, what do you mean by that?"

"The old master did say that we would all prosper together and suffer together, and that whoever received the title would have to help their brothers in the clan. But the old master said he would help, not support, and besides..."

Song Wenjun drew out her words, a radiant smile spreading across her face: "My husband and Third Master Gu are not blood brothers. Your Third Courtyard has received so much care from my Marquis's Mansion for so long, you should be content, shouldn't you, sister-in-law?"

Song Wenjun pronounced the last two words slowly and clearly.

Hearing this made Madam Min's heart pound with fear, and she didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Madam Lü glared at Song Wenjun with her round eyes, pointed at her nose, and scolded, "You, you're trying to break up the Marquis's mansion! No matter what, I'm still your elder..."

"It seems my cousin-in-law has forgotten that, in terms of elders, only my two wives are my elders. Now that they have passed away, what kind of elder are you?"

Song Wenjun spoke slowly and deliberately, neither humble nor arrogant, with a smile always on her face.

Although there was no harsh tone, it made it sound like there was no reason to refute it.

Lu felt all the blood rushing to her head, and after a long while, she couldn't come up with a solution.

Finally, he even went to Zhou and cried, "Auntie, please say something fair!"

Song Wenjun interrupted her and said to Zhou Shi, "Mother, you must understand the principle of helping those in urgent need but not those who are poor. My Marquis's Mansion has supported the three families for more than ten years. Even if it is a huge favor, it can be repaid. When the old Marquis said he would help, it was only because he saw that his brother had passed away and wanted to let his brother rest in peace. So many years the Marquis's Mansion has given money and effort, but some people have become greedy. Not only are they not grateful, they may even be thinking about dividing the Marquis's Mansion's property."

Zhou was startled, but her eyes finally cleared a little.

The Marquis's mansion is currently facing difficulties, and the three hospitals have come to complain.

If the Marquis's mansion were to fall into decline one day, wouldn't they tear it down, abscond with the money, and run away?

Seeing the hesitation on Zhou's face, Madam Lü hurriedly said, "Auntie, you mustn't listen to this little slut. She's trying to sow discord and cause chaos in the Marquis's mansion, making it fall apart."

Madam Min hurriedly pledged her loyalty: "Mother, you are wise. Your daughter-in-law has absolutely no such intentions. If I had such thoughts, may I die a horrible death."

At this moment, she truly regretted listening to the Third Hospital staff and coming over to make a scene.

Her husband wasn't Zhou's biological son to begin with, so it was already an extraordinary favor that he allowed her family to stay in the mansion.

If Zhou were to use Song Wenjun's words to cut off the supplies to the two hospitals, then everything would be over.

Zhou did not blame Min, after all, Min was obedient, and it was no big deal to give her food.

On the contrary, the Third Courtyard is not the old Marquis's biological son, but just a nephew.

Having been raised in the Marquis's mansion for so many years, she has developed a wolfish heart; she cannot tolerate that.