In the empty hall, only Yu Wendong and his wife and the servant girl beside them were left. There was no one in charge of the Yun family.
Mrs. Yuwen was so angry that she picked up the tea cup in her hand and threw it on the ground.
"Don't you think you've caused enough trouble?" Yuwendong looked at Mrs. Yuwen's actions, frowned, and shouted.
Mrs. Yuwen made a move and looked at Yuwendong in surprise: "Master, can you just tolerate this tone?"
"Is it courageous to bring people to Yun Mansion to cause trouble like you did, and throw a tea cup? If you act regardless of the consequences, the Yuwen family will be implicated by you sooner or later. You will behave well for me later. If you dare to do anything else,
You're wrong, I won't be merciful." Yu Wendong said with a stern face and a cold voice.
Mrs. Yuwen was dissatisfied and wanted to retort: "Master, you..."
At this time, the sound of footsteps and the servant's greeting came from outside the door.
"Shut up. Remember what I told you when I came here." Yuwendong's face darkened and he interrupted Mrs. Yuwen's words.
Outside the door, Yun Shangren strode over.
"I'm sorry, you two, I was caught up in something just now and I'm late." Yun Shangren cupped his hands lightly, saying sorry, but there was no sincerity in his face.
"It's okay, Mr. Yun is a busy man, we and I can understand." Yu Wendong also cupped his hands and said with a hint of fake smile and ridicule.
Yun Shangren didn't take it seriously and sat down at the main seat. The butler poured tea for him personally and stepped aside. After he slowly took a sip of tea, he looked at Yuwendong and his wife lightly: "You two, if you have anything, please tell me."
Bar."
Before Yuwendong could speak, Mrs. Yuwen asked rudely: "I want to see Yun Jingchu, let her come to see me!"
Yun Shangren's face turned cold, and his voice became colder and colder: "I wonder what the important thing is about the Lord Protector who keeps saying that he is looking for a little girl?"
"I want to ask her where she has been during this time and whether she has been there..." Mrs. Yuwen asked a series of questions without thinking.
During these days, she was tortured by Yu Wenqing's death so much that she couldn't sleep at night. Every night, she dreamed that Yu Wenqing was covered in blood and asked her to avenge him. Therefore, he desperately wanted to know who the murderer was, but he couldn't even for a moment.
There was a trace of ridicule on Yun Shangren's face, and he said calmly: "My daughter went north to visit my relatives and friends in the Yun family some time ago. I wonder what else Madam Protector wants to know?"
"Then has she ever been there..." Mrs. Yuwen wanted to know the answer to that question very much.
"Zhao Fenglan!" Lord Protector shouted again.
Mrs. Yuwen trembled and immediately shut her mouth. When Yuwendong called her by her first name, it proved that she was really angry. Over the years, Yuwendong only killed one of his pregnant concubines when she beat her to death.
He yelled at her by name and surname.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yun, for making you laugh," Yu Wendong looked a little tired and cupped his hands to Yun Shangren, "We and I are here to apologize. I apologize for everything my wife has done.
Please accept the gifts outside as our apology." After saying that, Yuwendong turned to the door, clapped his hands and said, "Here, bring the gifts in."
The servants of the Yuwen family came in carrying four red camphor wood boxes, placed them in a row on the ground, and then opened them all in unison.
In an instant, a dazzling light illuminated the entire room.