"Looking for a husband?" Song Wanning was surprised. "My reputation is so bad now, and my father is still looking for a husband for me?"

Song Lan couldn't bear to see Song Wanning belittling herself, so he tried to persuade her, "Wanning is beautiful, she's only seventeen, and our family is a wealthy family, how could she not get married?"

Song Wanning frowned and said coldly, "But look, brother, there are so many hypocrites like Wen Tingbai in the capital. If I marry again, how can I be sure of finding a good man?"

"There are still many good men like your brother and me in the capital. Okay, okay, don't worry about it, just go back quickly." A smile appeared on Song Lan's face. Song Lan got off the carriage and asked the uncle in front to send Song Wanning back to the Song Mansion.

Song Lan saw Song Wanning's carriage leave before turning around and returning to Tianxiang Tower. At the pillar behind him, Wei Fu saw that the person had left, turned around and jumped onto the roof of Tianxiang Tower, until he was outside the private room where Yin Yichen was.

Yin Yichen was still in the private room of Tianxiang Tower. After a moment, Wei Fu turned over and walked into the private room through the window. "Master."

Yin Yichen poured himself a cup of tea and asked coldly, "What did you overhear?"

"I heard it..." Wei Fu paused, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"explain."

"I heard General Song Lan remind Miss Song to stay away from the master, and asked Miss Song if she knew the master." Wei Fu looked up at Yin Yichen's face, then lowered his head again. "Miss Song said that she and the master just met by chance and had no connection."

Yin Yichen's expression froze, and he asked in a deep voice, "Anything else?"

Wei Fu buried his head again and again and whispered, "General Song Lan also said that the Song Mansion is already looking for a new husband for Miss Song."

"You don't need to tell me such irrelevant things." Yin Yichen said, threw the teacup in his hand on the table, turned and left the private room.

Wei Fu watched Yin Yichen leave, then glanced at the broken cup, and sighed secretly, "How can this be irrelevant? When Miss Song gets married, I'll see if she will let the master do business with her."

Wei Fu said this, curled his lips and walked out the door, but who would have thought that he would meet Yin Yichen again at the door.

Wei Fu was immediately frightened and said hurriedly, "Master... Master."

"What did you say?" Yin Yichen stood in front of Wei Fu, his face frighteningly dark.

Wei Fu was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva and told himself in his heart that he would never say what was in his heart again. "I...I didn't say anything."

"You're right." Yin Yichen turned and walked forward, finding a way out for himself. "So in order not to lose this cash cow, you should always pay attention to who Song Jing is looking for for the cash tree."

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Now that Song Wanning is divorced, everything is going smoothly, but life in the Zhongping Marquis's Mansion is not easy. Just the three thousand taels of silver to be raised for Song Wanning is enough to make them suffer.

Seeing that the day for repayment was approaching, Madam Wang and Wen Xian both set their sights on the old lady. Now that the Duke of Zhong was in deficit and the various courtyards did not want to take out their private money, they could only look to the old lady who had a lot of confidants.

Mrs. Wang couldn't come forward now, so she had to instigate her own son Wen Tingbai. Wen Tingbai always had face in front of the old lady, so she told Wen Tingbai to make the first move.

Wen Tingbai knew that he had lost face, but he could not think of any other way, so he had to bite the bullet and go to the old lady's Rongfu Hall.

When the old lady's personal maid saw Wen Tingbai, she hurried into the house to announce, "Grandpa, Mr. Bai is here to pay his respects."

Wen Tingbai followed the maid into the room where the old lady was. The old lady was dozing off in a chair. Seeing Wen Tingbai coming, she forced herself to be alert and asked, "Brother Bai is here?"

"Grandson pays his respects to the old ancestor." Wen Tingbai looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He opened his mouth several times but no words came out.

The old lady saw Wen Tingbai's expression and immediately understood what was going on. She smiled and said, "Brother Bai, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Grandma, my grandson..." Wen Tingbai lowered his head and knelt in front of the old lady. "My grandson is in trouble now. I only hope that you can save me this time."

"What's the matter?" The old lady was shocked when she saw Wen Tingbo's big show. "There's no need to be so polite."

Wen Tingbai knelt on the ground, unwilling to get up, and slowly explained his purpose. "My grandson is now unfilial. I am short of money and cannot repay my debts. At my age, I still need help from our ancestors. I feel ashamed."

The old lady's heart, which had just been warming up, suddenly cooled down. She looked at Wen Tingbo and asked, "How much does Brother Bai want?"

"I now owe the Song family three thousand taels, all of which must be repaid within a month." Wen Tingbai said shamelessly, "My grandson is now penniless. I only hope that the old ancestor can save me this time."

The old lady was so shocked that she almost jumped out of her chair. She said in disbelief, "Three thousand taels?"

"You've done this yourself. Find a way out. I don't even have a single ounce of silver." The old lady's expression changed immediately when she heard how much money was being asked for. She gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't saved much this year, and you're asking me for three thousand ounces. Why don't you go ask your parents for it?"

Wen Tingbai was now filled with regret, but it was too late to say anything. He could only continue, "Grandfather, I have no other choice but to come to you for help."

"No, I asked Haitang to give you fifty taels of silver. It's already my kindness to you." The old lady turned her face away when she mentioned the silver. She waved her hand at Wen Tingbo and said, "I have a headache now. I need to rest. You can take the silver and find a solution yourself."

Wen Tingbai gritted his teeth and spoke his heart out, "Grandfather, if Yin Yichen hadn't caught you lending money at interest, our family wouldn't be in this situation. Now that our family is in great trouble, Grandfather, you have to help me find a solution."

"What? You blame me?" The old lady never expected that the grandson she had loved for so many years would blame her after getting into trouble. She was so upset that she almost fainted. "If you hadn't insisted on marrying that vixen and making her the housekeeper, so many troubles would never have happened. Now you blame me."

"Grandfather, grandson..."

Wen Tingbai was about to make a few words of defense, but was interrupted by the old lady, "Get out, get out. Haitang, send Brother Bai out."

Wen Tingbai had been driven out of Rongfu Hall by the old lady, and he was filled with righteous indignation. Coincidentally, Tianxiang, Cui Xiaoxiao's maid, came over and, seeing Wen Tingbai from afar, called out, "Second Master Bai, I've found you. My aunt is suffering from morning sickness in the courtyard and wants to eat some hawthorns sold outside. Could you please send someone to buy some?"

"All you do is eat all day long." Wen Tingbai's face became gloomier and gloomier. He clenched his fists and went straight to the yard where his aunt was.