"Fiancée? In jail?"

Everyone had a very good impression of Young Master Kun, and the fact that he and the beautiful woman were indeed the couple they had guessed added to the ordinary people's longing and yearning for a better life.

But now someone has shattered this beauty, how can we tolerate it?

"Young Master Kun, what's going on? What have you done? Why are you being arrested?"

"..."

"He blew up my dad! Is that reason enough?"

Lin Wenyao squinted and scanned the crowd.

Early this morning, news of Lin Yuanqing's death spread throughout the city. While people didn't celebrate, they certainly didn't feel any pity.

But I'm also very curious, is this related to Young Master Akun?

So they stopped Lin Wenyao to find out what was going on.

Scholars are not ordinary people; they are eloquent and literate. If they seize on any incriminating evidence and expose it, a prefect who hasn't even had a chance to become a prefect won't last long.

Faced with their questions, Lin Wenyao was very cautious: "It's just suspicion right now, so we need to take them back to the government office to verify it."

Upon hearing this, everyone said, "We will be waiting outside the government office for the next few days for Young Master Kun to arrive!"

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe almost cried.

I'm so touched by the enthusiasm of these onlookers.

Lin Wenyao, however, sneered repeatedly.

Lin Tong and his men have been arrested. Once the appointment letter arrives, the three of them will be made to insist in court that it was Young Master Kun who told them the method of making ice with quicklime. Then he can get rid of him legitimately!

As for the young lady… hehe!

Thinking this, Lin Wenyao glanced at Chen Mo again, and nodded to everyone with satisfaction: "Who is right and who is wrong will be determined in due time! If you are not at ease, you can listen in when the trial begins!"

Hearing Lin Wenyao speak so frankly, the crowd had no doubts. They told Jing Zhe to take care, stepped back a few paces, and cleared the street for him.

Lin Wenyao's face broke into a long-lost smile, and he waved his hand, saying:

"Let's go back to the manor! Let's hold a funeral for my father!"

"..."

...

The excitement lasted for less than ten steps before Lin Wenyao had to stop again.

He couldn't walk earlier because the hordes of Yongzhou people had blocked the road. Now, the street is clear, but two people are standing in the middle of the road, so he can't move.

It's not that we dare not, but that we cannot.

One of these two was the madam of Chunshui Tower.

Her face seemed to have dried tear stains, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were casual, and she looked very weathered.

At this moment, she stood in front of Lin Wenyao's horse, her face filled with grief and a hint of anger.

Lin Wenyao glanced at her briefly before angrily looking away, already having a plan in mind: once he was done with his work, he would make sure to get away with this madam first!

When Miss Wan'er was still around, he wanted to see her through the back door, but the madam made excuses and refused. He didn't get to see her until she left, which made him resentful. Now she's doing this to him again. Doesn't she think he's just a prefect's son?

Ha, once the letter of appointment arrives, I'll make an example of you!

Lin Wenyao thought bitterly, but a smile appeared on his face as he said, "What wind blew Master Chen here too?"

Standing next to the madam was an elderly man dressed in a gray-blue robe, with graying hair and beard. He bore a resemblance to Chen Jiannan, the former number one scholar of Yongzhou, and exuded an air of refined elegance.

Judging from his appearance and the way Lin Wenyao addressed him, Jing Zhe knew who the visitor was: Chen Jiannan's father, Chen Guozhong, the wealthy and powerful Chen.

Chen Guozhong served as an official in Jingzhou in his early years. He returned to his hometown in his old age and had a certain prestige in Yongzhou City. It's just a mystery how the madam was able to invite him here. Could it be that the two of them have something going on?

With his gossip-loving nature stirring, Jing Zhe nudged the dazed Chen Mo and asked, "Your family is considered quite wealthy in Jingzhou, isn't it?"

Chen Mo didn't answer directly, but just looked up at him and whispered, "Shouldn't you let go of my hand?"

"Forehead…"

Jing Zhe quickly let go and said with an awkward smile, "Miss Chen, please don't take offense. It was all just an act!"

"Just acting?"

"hold head high."

After Jing Zhe finished speaking, Chen Mo fell silent again, her face showing neither joy nor sorrow, which was very fitting for her name.

After a while, he said, "A wealthy family? I guess you could say that..."

Should it be considered as such?

Jing Zhe was taken aback. He had assumed she was rich and powerful because of her lavish spending, but now, hearing her ambiguous answer, he began to doubt his own judgment.

She pressed on, "This Master Chen once served as an official in Jingzhou, and I heard he rose to the rank of a fifth-grade official—quite impressive! Miss Chen was born in Jingzhou, so you must have heard of him, right?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and shook his head: "No."

"No?"

He then understood: "The affairs of officialdom are complicated, and there are many official positions. It's normal that Miss Chen hasn't heard of Master Chen."

To everyone's surprise, Chen Mo shook his head again after hearing this: "It's not complicated at all. I know a lot of people who are!"

"Then why don't you know Master Chen?"

"perhaps…"

Chen Mo tilted his head and said indifferently, "Isn't that too low a rank?"

"..."

...

"Young Master Lin, it's been a long time. You're even more charming than before."

Cultured people are troublesome when they speak; they never get to the point in their first sentence, always resorting to veiled remarks.

But these words sounded rather harsh to Lin Wenyao.

Is she even more radiant than before?

Lin Wenyao is now not only disheveled, but he also has dark circles under his eyes.

What's most infuriating is that he was scratched by the madam outside the Qingliang Yixia store and is already bruised. If this is considered to be more charming than before, then how unbearable must his original image be in Chen Guozhong's eyes?

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