Listening to Liu Er's words, Lin Chong couldn't help but frown more and more tightly. Even Zhou Ze, who was always smiling, had a rare expression that darkened.
Liu'er continued to cry: "My young lady wanted to chase him and explain it to him, but he said impatiently that he was very tired today and asked us to go to bed early and talk about anything later."
The innocent Wen Shaoxue didn't think about anything else at all. Song Jintang had already left, so she whispered to the servant next to her where she would stay at night.
As a result, the servant slowly led them to a small, old and musty room that looked like it had not been occupied for a long time.
Liu'er wanted to argue with him, but Wen Shaoxue pulled her back: "Forget it, it's just a place to live." She buried her face in her hands, and after a long time she said in a low voice: "It's okay today.
Young Master Lin, Young Master Zhou, and the others did not agree to stay." Otherwise, Wen Shaoxue would be even more embarrassed if they saw her in such a miserable state, and perhaps she would be forced to live in such a musty house like him.
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In the middle of the night, Wen Shaoxue and Liu'er were both hungry because they only ate very little at noon.
In the end, Liu'er was brave enough to sneak into the kitchen to steal some food. But after all, this was her first time in the Song Mansion. Although the overall structure of the houses of wealthy families was not much different, the specific rooms would definitely be different according to the owner's preferences.
Evil is different.
For example, the location Liu Er found based on the Wen family's kitchen was a wing room. At this moment, the wing room was still lit with dim lights. Liu Er was also surprised that Mr. Song had established his own business since he severed ties with the Song family. He had never heard of anyone.
What kind of relative lives with him? Is he a guest?
It’s just that this guest is too courageous. He’s doing all those men and women things in the dark and midnight, so he blows out the lights first. Liu’er cursed while preparing to continue looking for the kitchen, but unexpectedly, when he was about to leave, he heard something vaguely
The voice of Song Jintang.
Liu'er squatted under the window and leaned in hard, wanting to hear what the people inside were saying.
"I heard that she is your unmarried wife. You are not planning to leave this time, are you?" A charming female voice made Liu'er get goosebumps all over her body.
"Don't listen to people's nonsense. There is no unmarried wife. That Wen Shaoxue is just a friend I met when I was a child. Now that the Wen family is in decline, she has come to seek refuge with me. I just took her in temporarily because I felt pity for her.
"The person who spoke was none other than Song Jintang himself.
Wen Shaoxue and he had known each other since childhood and played together every day. As a personal maid who had grown up with Wen Shaoxue, Liu'er often helped them exchange letters and concealed the secrets from the master and his wife. She was extremely familiar with his voice.
The Song family was originally a large family, but it shrunk by more than half due to the poor management of the head of the Song family. The head of the Song family didn't have much sense in business, but he was very talented and rough in taking concubines.
I don’t even know if Song Jintang was born to the concubine of the thirteenth or fourteenth room. He was born prematurely, and the Song family didn’t have time to think of a name for him at that time. They happened to pass by a pond and randomly placed a pond behind the word Jin.
After giving birth to him, his mother did not receive good care and died of illness within a few years. No one in the Song family noticed that there was a child here, and Song Jintang slowly grew up with the sympathy of the maids and cooks.
Grow up.
Until one day, he met a cute little girl by the river, and it was this little girl who changed his future life.
Before Liu Er could break free from her memories, she heard the charming voice coming out again: "Mr. Song, you promised my father to marry me, and I won't be a brat."
Song Jintang hugged the woman in his arms: "How could I let you be wronged, Qiao'er? Of course I want the matchmaker to marry me. As for the girl from the Wen family, just take her in for a few days and give her some money to send back. I, Song Jintang, like it."
Qiaoer is the only one who has you."
The woman named Qiaoer giggled and cursed: "You know how to coax me with sweet words."
What followed was the man's heavy breathing and the woman's moans. Liu'er felt ashamed and angry. She was hesitant to tell the lady about this.
She didn't want to tell her, because she didn't want the young lady to continue to be deceived. She told her, because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it.
He was thinking about leaving first, but when he looked up, Wen Shaoxue was standing not far away with a pale face. He must have seen that he hadn't come back for so long, and was afraid that something had happened and he had come to look for him.
Liu'er panicked for a moment, and she walked over cautiously: "Miss..." As soon as she stood up, her shadow immediately fell on the window.
An angry shout came from the room: "Who is outside?" He shouted, and many guards ran towards this side. Song Jintang put on a coat and stood at the door looking at the master and servant indifferently.
Wen Shaoxue looked at Song Jintang with eyes full of disbelief. She couldn't believe that this was Brother Jin who had spoken softly to her just now. She moved her lips, but nothing could come out, and her heart felt bitter and bitter.
Song Jintang looked down at Wen Shaoxue, who was clutching the corners of his clothes tightly: "Xue'er, if you don't have a good rest at this late hour, why are you here?"
Wen Shaoxue asked in a very soft voice: "You have no choice but to take me in. You won't marry me, right?"
Song Jintang sneered: "Since you have heard it and don't waste my time talking, you can take some silver and go home early tomorrow morning so that my aunt and uncle will not be anxious."
A woman wearing only a middle coat walked out of the room. She had a beautiful appearance, but she looked quite sharp. She looked at Wen Shaoxue up and down: "Mr. Song, this is Sister Xue'er, right? She looks really good."
She's beautiful. If you really can't bear it, Mr. Song, you can keep her in your house."
Song Jintang gently held Qiao'er's waist: "I told you that I only like you, so why would you keep other women in the house?"
Wen Shaoxue couldn't bear to hear that they were disgusting here, so she smiled: "In this case, it is really inconvenient for Shao Xue to continue to disturb Mr. Song and this girl. There is no need to wait until tomorrow, I will leave now. It's just...
She raised her head proudly and looked at Qiao'er sympathetically: "My family used to contribute money and effort to help him take the exams. Now that the Wen family has only declined a little, he will abandon me immediately. I hope this lady, you will
If your family can prosper forever, you must not follow in my footsteps, otherwise there will be no place to cry. Liu'er, pack your things, we will leave soon."
Qiaoer was dumbfounded as she watched the woman who was so weak just now made some sarcastic hints to her and then walked away with her maid.