Song Jing sat upright, listening to Wen Xian's words, and said, "If our two families part ways now, we can still meet in the future. If we go to court, it will be embarrassing. It's better for Lord Wen to think carefully about how to deal with this."

Song Wanning sat beside Song Jing and felt warm in her heart.

Seeing that Song Jing had made up his mind, Wen Xian didn't know what to say. He just sighed and said, "This matter is our family's fault to Wan Ning. If we can go our separate ways from now on, it can be considered as making amends."

Song Wanning wore her hair in a bun today, with a simple jade hairpin on her head. Her face was unpainted, yet she looked cool and charming, even the purple dress seemed to have lost its color.

Wen Tingbai sat at the other end, staring straight at Song Wanning. He only now realized that Song Wanning was much more beautiful than Cui Xiaoxiao. He just didn't know why he only loved Cui Xiaoxiao and didn't pay enough attention to Song Wanning.

Gradually, resentment began to show in Wen Tingbo's eyes.

He had simply neglected Song Wanning and shown more affection towards others. Song Wanning had been married to him for three years, yet she was so heartless and disloyal that she wanted to divorce him. She wasn't willing to give him a chance to treat her well, to correct his mistakes. So, don't blame him for being ruthless.

When Wen Tingbai thought of this, he shifted his gaze to Song Jing on the other side and said slowly, "Father-in-law, your son-in-law has something to say."

Song Jing frowned and said calmly, "What do you want to say?"

"Three months ago, my concubine opened a rouge shop in the capital, but due to poor management, it lost money." Wen Tingbai's eyes moved to Song Wanning and he sneered, "As my wife, Wanning didn't help me to clean up the business, but she lent me money at interest to make up for the losses. She secretly bought the shop and started running it again. I'm afraid she's making a lot of money now. It shows that Wanning has never considered me her own."

Wen Tingbai said this, glaring at Song Wanning with gritted teeth. "Now you're seeking a divorce, I'm afraid you've been planning this all along. My Zhongping Marquisate has never done anything wrong, so why should we be trampled into the mud by your Song Family?"

Song Lan sat beside Song Jing, looking at the triumphant Wen Tingbai, and said, "Do you have any evidence to support your claim? If you accuse my sister out of nothing, we won't acknowledge you."

Song Wanning didn't expect that Wen Tingbo actually knew from somewhere else that she had bought the rouge shop. She has always been cautious in doing things, and she wore a veil hat when she went to the shop. She couldn't figure out what went wrong for a while.

"The shopkeeper Liu was blamed by Wan Ning for a minor mistake, so he left with Wan Ning in anger and saw her enter the Song Mansion with his own eyes." Wen Tingbai's eyes flashed with pride. "Wan Ning, you thought no one noticed you left with your veil on?"

Wen Tingbai pulled a petition from his sleeve and presented it to the crowd. "This is the petition written by the Liu family themselves. It's signed and sealed. They can't deny it."

"This..." Wen Xian and Madam Wang exchanged a glance, both looking unhappy. Madam Wang looked at Song Jing and said, "My dear, my Tingbai is wrong, but Wanning did such a heartless thing when she was at my house. We must give an explanation to the Marquisate."

"Madam, I'm afraid you're mistaken." Song Wanning looked at Madam Wang and said frankly, "Wen Tingbai favored his concubine over his wife, allowing his concubines and housekeepers to squander the family fortune, which led to disaster. Seeing that he had dug a huge hole that couldn't be repaired, and the Marquis's Mansion was unwilling to contribute money from the public office, Wen Tingbai actually set his sights on my dowry. I am willing to lend him money to deal with the shop, which is already a special favor. I lent him three thousand taels and only charged him a few hundred taels in interest. Madam, you might as well ask around. Where can you borrow so much money with such a low interest rate?"

"I don't care. You're breaking the law by lending money at interest." Wen Tingbai, now acting like a madman, gnashed his teeth and said, "Either we go to court and get a divorce, and you go to jail for lending money at interest. Or we don't get a divorce, and we live a good life from now on."

Song Wanning's eyebrows jumped. She had never thought that Wen Tingbo would set a trap for her here. No wonder she had gritted her teeth and agreed to the loan when she mentioned it. It turned out that he was waiting for her here.

There were many merchants lending money at interest in the capital, but they all did so privately, never publicly. Officials also turned a blind eye, making Song Wanning think the incident was no big deal. Song Wanning was fine now, but if the Marquis's Mansion contacted their connections to kill her, she would be in big trouble.

Now the loan contract is in two copies, and one copy is with Wen Tingbo. The evidence is indeed in his hands.

Song Jing looked at Wen Tingbai with a look of surprise and said bluntly, "If this matter is over, my family can give up the three thousand taels of silver. We can just consider it as a loss to avoid disaster."

Song Wanning felt a pang of pain when she heard Song Jing's words, but she also knew that this was the only way to do it now. After the divorce, she would definitely find another way to get the money back.

Mrs. Wang knew she was in the wrong and didn't want to offend the Song family any further. She simply said, "Tingbai was just joking out of anger. How could he possibly end up in court? Since my in-laws have agreed to donate three thousand taels to my family, let's just let this go. I'll send someone to write the divorce agreement right away."

Song Wanning didn't expect that Mrs. Wang was so shameless that she could embezzle the three thousand taels of dowry. It was all because the Marquis's Mansion was a paper tiger, strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and it really couldn't come up with the three thousand taels of silver to make up for it.

Wen Xian also felt ashamed. He glanced at his son Wen Tingbai angrily, but said nothing else.

"No, Song Wanning is so heartless and ungrateful, I will not divorce her." Wen Tingbai clenched his fists with anger and walked straight towards Song Wanning. "Wanning, there are people everywhere in the Marquis' Mansion now. Do you really want to go this far with me?"

Song Lan was immediately displeased. He stood up and pushed Wen Tingbo, then stood in front of Song Wanning and said with a dark face, "Wen Tingbo, what do you mean by this? Are you going to break up with my family?"

"That's right." Wen Tingbai was now extremely angry and was unwilling to let Song Wanning go. "Now I have her handle in my hand. It's up to you, big brother, to decide how to choose. If you insist on a divorce, I will use all means to send her to jail."

"You..." Song Lan looked displeased, staring at the mad Wen Tingbai, "Do you really want to do this?"

"If the Zhongping Marquis's Mansion really wants to do this, my Song Mansion is not afraid." Song Jing was not one to be bullied. He stood up and said, "Wen Tingbai wants to send my daughter to jail, but he doesn't know if he has the ability to do it."

Just when the situation was tense, a servant outside could be heard running in hurriedly and saying to Wen Xian who was sitting upstairs, "Master, Prime Minister Yin is here and is about to come in."