"Miss Jiang, do you particularly enjoy giving away clothes?" Xiao Zhan asked her.

Jiang Wei was a little confused as to why Xiao Zhan would ask such a question.

She looked at him with a face full of questions, as if waiting for him to explain.

"It's nothing." Xiao Zhan clenched his fist. "I was just curious if Miss Jiang often gives away clothes."

Jiang Wei was even more confused about what he meant, but still replied, "No, you're the second one."

Xiao Zhan's brows relaxed slightly, his hand fell naturally to his sides, and he couldn't help but ask for confirmation, "Is it the heir of the Marquis of Chang'an?"

For the first time, Jiang Wei stared directly at Xiao Zhan, as if trying to see right through him.

But she didn't get the information she wanted. "No, I met a little boy when I was little, I saw him..."

Jiang Wei paused for a moment, then said, "I felt sorry for him, so I bought him some clothes."

Over the years, Jiang Wei had given Song Yanxuan many gifts, but she had never given him any clothes...

"Just because he's pitiful?" Xiao Zhan's eyes showed some disappointment. "Is there nothing else?"

Jiang Wei felt that Xiao Zhan was acting very strangely today, but she didn't want to inquire about the affairs of the current prince.

"Not entirely! I can't remember the specifics." Jiang Wei didn't want to talk about this anymore.

"If General Xiao has nothing else to say, I'll head back now." Jiang Wei called to Ming Zhao and had the shop assistant load the things she had bought for Ming Zhao onto the carriage.

"Is there really nothing else?" Xiao Zhan couldn't help but ask as Jiang Wei turned around.

Jiang Wei shook her head without speaking, then curtsied and boarded the carriage.

Xiao Zhan looked at the clothes and items Jiang Wei had bought for him, and the corners of his mouth curved up again.

Today wasn't entirely fruitless; I gave the guy the address, mounted my horse, and rode away.

Inside the carriage, Jiang Wei asked Mingzhao, "Brother, are you scared today?"

Mingzhao smiled back at Jiang Wei, "With my elder sister here, I'm not afraid."

"From now on, Zhao'er will protect my elder sister." Ming Zhao secretly vowed that he must work hard and improve himself so that he could protect his elder sister.

Jiang Mansion.

Aunt Liu knelt on the ground, leaning forward with her hands supporting her on the ground, her hair disheveled and her face covered in tears.

"Does the master really want Chen Xuening's child to stay by his side?"

"I was just trying to solve a problem for you, sir. You have more than just Chen Xuening as your son; I'm also your son's mother."

Aunt Liu knew that Jiang Zaishui disliked Chen Xuening, which was why she dared to kill Chen Xuening and get rid of that bastard child to make room for the child in her womb.

Aunt Liu hoped that Jiang Zai Shui would remember their relationship over the years and let her go for the sake of the son she had given him.

As long as Jiang Zai Shui still has feelings for her and softens his heart to let her go, that bitch Jiang Wei won't be able to do anything to her.

"Sir, back then you always complained to me that Chen Xuening always gave you her money in a condescending manner, saying that you could spend it however you wanted, but in reality she would still ask you where the money went?"

Aunt Liu looked pitiful, tears streaming down her face, "Master..."

"Husband, you've already spent all the silver notes I gave you the other day. Did you go out for drinks with your colleagues? What did you eat with them? It cost five hundred taels."

Hehe... Husband, take Ning'er to try it next time.

Husband, is it alright?

Otherwise, my husband will invite Ning'er to eat, and Ning'er will pay for it. Memories of Chen Xuening flooded my mind.

Jiang Zaishui frowned. Chen Xuening always had a smile on her face and never took her eyes off him. She would intentionally or unintentionally remind him that the money he spent was hers. Every time she gave him money, she would ask him where it went.

If it weren't for her money, why wouldn't he find a wife who could help him? He only married her so that it would be easier for him to spend money, but she's the one who asks and asks questions about everything when he spends a little bit of her money.

She treated him like her son.

Seeing Jiang Zai Shui's expression, Aunt Liu knew that something was going to happen. "Nowadays, Chen Xue Ning's daughter doesn't respect the master at all. She wants to manage the household and interfere in everything."

“Master, if this continues, won’t Chen Xuening’s daughter cause a huge uproar?” Aunt Liu sat down next to Jiang Zaishui.

"Master, why don't we just find any man to marry Jiang Wei off? That way, she won't be able to cause any trouble for the Jiang family."

"Chen Xuening's son would never treat you like a young lady. Our Jiang family will naturally prioritize your well-being, sir." Aunt Liu, ignoring her own pain, massaged Jiang Zaishui's shoulders.

Jiang Zai Shui is very satisfied.

"Father... is busy!" Jiang Weiyu moved gracefully, a smile playing on her lips but not reaching her eyes, exuding the air of a noble and elegant lady.

"Auntie, did you come to say goodbye to Father?" Jiang Wei walked to a chair and sat down.

"Master, look at her, she came in without any respect for her elders and didn't even bow to you. She doesn't respect you at all." Aunt Liu continued to sow discord. Now that Jiang Zaishui had let her up, today's matter was about to pass, and she wanted to add fuel to the fire and kill Jiang Wei.

"Is Aunt Liu saying goodbye to Father?" she asked, setting the hot water bottle aside.

“If we’ve said all we need to say, let’s go! I still have something to say to Aunt Liu!” Jiang Wei’s voice was cold and indifferent, without any anger.

Aunt Liu felt frightened and clung tightly to Jiang Zai Shui's arm. If she fell into the hands of this vile woman, she would probably suffer greatly.

"Lian Sang, go and invite Aunt Liu. She's probably too excited to walk."

Upon receiving the order, Lian Sang went up and grabbed Aunt Liu by the back of her neck, pulling her away.

Aunt Liu held Jiang Zaishui tightly and refused to let go, pulling Jiang Zaishui to the side.

"You don't even see me as your father anymore," Jiang Zaishui said angrily.

"Didn't Father already agree to hand over Aunt Liu to me? Why is Father now unwilling to do so now that we've returned home?"

“Your brother is alright, isn’t he? He’s already back. I’ll have the clan head open the ancestral hall in a couple of days to add him to the family genealogy. No matter what, Aunt Liu is someone who bore children for our Jiang family. As a junior, you shouldn’t treat her like this.” Jiang Zaishui still spoke up for Aunt Liu as expected.

Jiang Wei had no hope for Jiang Zai Shui Bao to begin with.

Did she still hope that he would feel sorry for his disobedient daughter and his beggar son?

Jiang Wei couldn't imagine how heartless a father could be to not care for his own son after losing him and then giving him back his son without a shred of affection.

Is this what they mean by "disliking the house because of the house itself"?

"Does Father mean that as long as you're alive, everything will be alright?" Jiang Wei asked him.

“He’s back, and I will make it up to him.” Jiang Zaishui said dismissively.

Jiang Wei nodded thoughtfully, "Lian Sang, did you hear that? Aunt Liu abandoned my younger brother back then, and has received too many benefits from my Chen family over the years. It's time to pay her back."

"Drag Aunt Liu away and give her fifty lashes, then lock her back in her courtyard. Don't let anyone serve her, and don't call a doctor. Take away all the clothes I bought with the Chen family's money. Give her one meal a day, so she can experience what my brother lives like outside. Remember one thing: never take her life. Just keep her alive."