Chapter 678: The Foot-Washing Girl Wants to Get the Top Job (21)

After sending Jia Lan away, the Second Madam went straight to her daughter's room.

Yuanyuan heard her footsteps, her frail body trembling in the quilt, she covered her mouth tightly, but dared not make a sound.

"Yuanyuan, are you asleep?" The Second Madam lifted the quilt and her warm palm fell on her back. Yuanyuan pretended to be asleep and did not answer, but her back, which was already soaked with sweat, had already revealed the truth.

The Second Madam's eyes flickered slightly, she withdrew her sweaty hands, sat down beside her daughter's bed, and whispered, "Yuanyuan, you are my only daughter. You must know that if I am good, you will be good too, and if I am not good, you will not be good either. Don't be afraid, just tell your mother what you just saw."

Yuanyuan's forehead was covered with sweat. She knew that her mother was testing her now, and she must not tell anyone what she just heard.

She wanted to tell her mother that she saw nothing, but her throat was dry and she could not say a word.

"You are a sensible child. You know how difficult it is for us to live in this backyard. Think about it, your eldest mother is sweet on the outside but bitter on the inside, but she has done a lot of things to trip us up. Until now, mother still suspects that she is the one who caused your measles. Otherwise, how could you, who has been healthy since childhood, be infected with this disease? As for your third mother, you know it well in your heart. When your little brother was still alive, she was openly and secretly squeezing us out of favor, showing off her status as a pawnbroker's daughter, and trying to be ahead of us in everything."

"Over the years, your mother has really suffered a lot for you. Let's not talk about the distant past. Think about how you were sick when your mother was with you day and night. You didn't get a good rest for so many days and nights, and I, as a mother, was worried about you for so many days and nights. Think about the days when you were sick, your mother was still worried..." The second wife choked up a little, "Don't blame your mother for not calling a doctor for you in time. You have to understand that your mother is in a difficult situation in the Zong family. If I call a doctor for a little girl like you, it would just cause gossip. And you have to think about it, you are a girl after all. Do you think a girl can inherit the family business?"

"Now, your father has just lost his beloved youngest son, and it is a time of grief. Everyone in the mansion is cautious in what they say and do, fearing that they will upset him. You are his only child now, so you should be more considerate of him as a father. If you say something nonsense to him again, he will be angry." The second wife used both soft and hard tactics, and Yuanyuan no longer dared to recall all the words she had heard before.

"You, you have been worrying about your brother these days, and you are seriously ill. You probably need to rest in your room for a few days." The second wife covered her with a quilt again. When she left, she glanced at Aunt Zhang who was sleeping peacefully on the big bed in the corner, and her heart was truly calm.

As long as it was not an outsider, she would pretend that this matter had never happened.

She swayed her waist, closed the door slowly, and looked up at the moonlight with a smug look.

Tonight, she and Jia Lan made love like this, and she was sure to get pregnant. After a few days, when the master's pain has passed, she will throw herself into his arms tenderly, and then the identity of the child can be confirmed.

The third wife has fallen, and the first wife is a hen that can't lay eggs. Then she who gives birth to the next heir of the Zong family will be the real mistress of the Zong family.

Yuanyuan in the room climbed up and sat in the corner of the bed, biting the quilt in her mouth tightly, tears falling down, but she dared not make any sound.

In this short night, she has grown up greatly, and her mentality has also changed greatly.

Zong Ying stayed overnight in the Chunyuan of the first wife. After testing whether the first wife Li Muting was really asleep, he quietly found the room where Shi Yi slept.

Shi Yi was watched by Lianlian and had never fallen asleep. But Lianlian dozed off and dozed off, and finally fell asleep on the other side.

"Old..." Shi Yi saw him sneaking in, and was about to speak, but was stopped.

"Why are you here?" Shi Yi communicated with him using lip movements.

Zong Ying saw her tied up on a stool, which confirmed his inner guess. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You should bear with it for a few days in Chunyuan while I investigate."

Shi Yi thought to herself, I don't know if I will be alive after you investigate it, but since he said so, she couldn't find a reason to refuse. She nodded, which was considered as agreement.

"I'll go back first." Zong Ying looked her up and down, and saw that she was in good condition, and he was relieved.

His purpose of staying in Chunyuan tonight was to save her life.

"Okay." Shi Yi closed his eyes hard, "You must not forget me."

"Don't worry." Before leaving, Zong Ying loosened the rope under her feet to prevent her ankle from being strangled. Shi

Yi looked at his back as he left, but she regained her original indifference.

The image of the eldest wife had collapsed in Zong Ying's heart, but the love between them for many years could not be eliminated by one or two ordinary people who died, and the eldest wife was still in favor.

Zong Ying returned to the bedroom, and the eldest wife Li Muting had already lit a candle and was waiting for him.

"Master, where have you been?" Her gentle and devoted eyes fell directly on Zong Ying, and it was hard for Zong Ying not to be moved. He walked over and held her in his arms, and lied without blinking, "I had a nightmare, and you were sleeping soundly. I was afraid of waking you up, so I went outside the yard for a walk twice."

"Master, you are still so good to Mu Ting." She gently leaned on his shoulder, and her fingers deliberately teased his waist and abdomen.

"Mu Ting, we still have to deal with Baoer's funeral tomorrow, and you are the mistress of the house, so you have to be busy all day. Take a rest." Zong Ying held her fingers, picked her up and laid her flat on the bed.

"Master..." Li Muting wanted to say something, but was accurately pressed by his cold lips.

"Be good, I will make it up to you in the future." Zong Ying put his hand under her neck and pulled the quilt up again.

It was rare for Li Muting to have such a tender moment with him. She didn't want to ruin this wonderful atmosphere, so she quietly snuggled in his arms. In a few breaths, she let down her guard and fell asleep.

Zong Ying kept his eyes open in this candlelit night, not wanting to sleep at all.

He had never thought that everyone around him had several faces.

He no longer planned to argue with Wang Linlang. He would not make things difficult for the old housekeeper who conspired with the Wang family. He just hoped that they would not do anything to let down the Zong family in the future.

But what about his first wife, Li Muting? He had been in love with her for so many years, and how should he deal with the mistakes she had made?

(End of this chapter)