Mi Xiayao was holding a thick stack of debts in her hands and threw them in front of Duan Honglin without any emotion.
"There's nothing more nonsense to talk about between you and me." Mi Xiayao sneered and looked at the man in front of her with a face like pig liver.
"I originally thought that only I would wear this transparent green hairpin," she said sarcastically, touching an emerald green hairpin on her bun, "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who are rushing to get it."
After saying that, she didn't hesitate to grab the jade hairpin and smash it on the table.
Seeing the fine hosta broken in half, Duan Honglin's eyes felt a moment of physical pain.
"Thanks to you, I made a good friend yesterday." She emphasized the last word deliberately.
Seeing Duan Honglin's stunned and frightened look, Mi Xiayao said again before he could speak, "You didn't expect me to take the initiative to mention this matter?"
Recalling the intermittent scenes last night, Mi Xiayao was so angry that her teeth itched, and she wanted to ridicule Duan Honglin.
"I wanted to send me in front of a fat-bellied and vulgar official to make me feel disgusted. I also wanted to find something to do with me, but I didn't realize that your news was nothing more than that. The other person is a young and handsome young man."
She directly exposed this man's stinking thoughts, and openly mocked him for his inability to do so.
Two big minefields stepped on Duan Honglin's head. The man who felt guilty a second ago turned red and stood up, pointing at Mi Xiayao's nose and about to say something.
"You slut! You are an insult to a gentle woman!"
"That's because some men are eager to cuckold themselves!"
"You!" He tried to fight back with two words, but was beaten to death.
In the end, Duan Honglin could only stare at her with wide eyes.
"Masters of the fourth grade, don't you always covet the temporary novelty?" Mi Xiayao raised her hand and touched her neck at this time.
Just like the lingering love yesterday, it stimulated Duan Honglin's eyes.
"I regret this debt. If you don't pay me back all the dowry today, tomorrow Lin Miao will appear in the mansion with one dead body and two dead," she patted the account book.
Then he said in an emotional tone, "A female corpse unexpectedly appears in the office of the fifth-grade Xiaoxiao and the magistrate. Who is the biggest suspect?"
"Me? No way, Pei Shaoqing of Dali Temple seems to like me quite a bit."
She had a pretty face, a smiling face, and looked like a pool of gentle spring water, but the cold mockery in her eyes made Duan Honglin despise her from the inside out.
These words blocked all Duan Honglin's retreat and taunting words.
He was afraid of the power of Zuo Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but he had to swallow Mi Xia Yao's considerable dowry.
He fell on the chair, rubbed his temples irritably, then raised his head and asked her ferociously, "I don't want Lin Miao anymore, can the debt..."
"You are delusional."
The woman's decisive words interrupted his retreat.
He crossed his arms across his chest and raised his chin proudly, "So you, Duan Honglin, still have this kind of tolerance. Are you willing to endure the humiliation and burden of my affair with Pei Shaoqing?"
Every word she spoke was like a hammer, hitting his bottom line where he was finally on the verge of collapse, and even made a tinkling sound.
"There is no room for negotiation between you and me. Since you don't want Lin Miao, that's fine." Mi Xiayao took out the paper she had prepared from her sleeves and pressed it on the table. "Heli Shu, signed.
My taking away my dowry has nothing to do with your Duan family, and whether you want Lin Miao or Wang Miao has nothing to do with me."
"Do you think I will let you leave the Duan family!?" Duan Honglin's eyes were scarlet and scary.
But when he is crazy, the bottom line is the Duan family. When Mi Xiayao becomes crazy, she has long since stopped caring about everything around her.
"It's no accident that Pei Shaoqing of Dali Temple came to Jingzhou City. It should be just for the past few days. He is in a state of excitement and insists on taking me away. Can't you wear your green-dyed black gauze hat securely?"
Mi Xiayao's words were as if they were filled with gunpowder.
Seeing that Duan Honglin's face was almost bloodshot, she slapped the paper on the table vigorously, "Heli book, debt book, if you don't write it today, if Pei Shaoqing moves his fingers tomorrow, you won't even be able to wear the black gauze hat of this fifth-grade official.
Can’t live.”
Duan Honglin looked at the two pieces of paper with black and white writing on them. He lowered his head and did not respond to Mi Xiayao for so long that Mi Xiayao suspected that this person was pretending to be dead.
She was about to reach out to grab his head, but the other party sneered coldly.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes were even redder, and there was a hint of arrogance and pride in his eyes.
"You are so eager to sever ties with me? If you are a good eldest wife of the Duan family, you should become Zuo Shaoqing's concubine. What's the difference between you and Lin Miao?"
He stood up suddenly and overturned the chair on the ground, "Do you think you will be comfortable after leaving the Duan family? You are just a commoner woman! A woman without long-term vision!"
"The most proud old man of your Mi family was imprisoned a few days ago! Do you think you are still the great and prosperous Mi family before?!"
Duan Honglin looked almost arrogant, as if the position between the two had changed instantly, and he looked at her with pity in his eyes.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have paid so much money for the Duan family over the years, I would have ended up with the same fate as the Mi family in Beijing and divorced you!"
He thought that when he told the news, he could see panic, guilt and fear in Mi Xiayao's eyes, but he guessed wrong again.
She looked at the crazy man in front of her with indifferent eyes and twitched the corners of her lips.
It was also at this juncture in her previous life, when her grandfather was imprisoned and Mi's status plummeted. This was one of the reasons why she endured the humiliation and adopted a bad boy in the first place.
She used to be really afraid that she would have no home. Now, she doesn't care at all. She just wants to use her memories of her previous life to go to the capital to save her grandfather.
"Should you dismiss me, or should I dismiss you as a fifth-grade official?" Mi Xiayao refuted his words calmly.
"Why do you think I would rather be the concubine of Pei Shaoqing of Dali Temple at this juncture than live with you, a villain with a green and black gauze hat?"
The two people's eyes collided, and Duan Honglin, who was calm and decisive under the black eyes, was caught off guard.
What she said was true. As long as she was willing, she would never be in this situation. This is what Duan Honglin understands best.
For a moment, he was really frightened by Mi Xiayao's huge backer, and he signed the He Li Shu and the debt book in duplicate in a daze.
Seeing the last stroke fall, she could say that she put away her share very quickly.
The paper, which obviously had no warmth, was burning hot in Mi Xiayao's arms.
"Let's go and see." Mi Xiayao curled her lips, her beautiful eyes full of a cunning smile.
The resentment between her and the Duan family could not be stopped by more than a letter of reconciliation and a letter of debt?