"Honey, this won't do! This is too unfair—" Mrs. Qian wanted to say something more, but Mr. Qian glared at her and scolded her angrily.

"Shut up. What else can you do now? Who told you to have such a temper? Now look what happened, you've lost all your money."

"That's right, Mother, you were far too impulsive," Qian Jin said, also displeased.

There could have been more money, but now there are only ten taels of silver left.

Besides, if Ning Hong really doesn't want it anymore and just leaves, where would they get the money for treatment? Having too much money would definitely lead to certain death, and they wouldn't even have a penny left.

"Okay, the village chief will be the witness."

Ning Hong suddenly pulled out a writing brush, an inkstone, and a yellowed piece of paper from her sleeve.

He found a stone slab and quickly wrote a few strokes.

"This is a letter of severance of ties. Please sign it. Once you have signed it, I will give you the money immediately."

"Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?"

Having a lot of money doesn't necessarily mean you'll succeed.

I don't trust the character of your whole family.

Ning Hong then spoke earnestly.

"you--"

Just as Qian's father was about to get angry, Ning Hong waved the silver coins around again, saying, "The silver coins are right here."

"I can't write, so I'll just leave my handprint."

The village chief looked at the words in Ning Hongze's hand with a slight shock.

The reason he was able to become the village chief was simply because he had some education and could read. He never expected that Ning Hongze would have such beautiful handwriting.

That's truly amazing.

Watching Qian's father press his fingerprint, Ning Hong put away the letter severing ties, bent down to pick up Qian Duo, and walked towards her home—

"You have so much money, so please don't blame us. If you have to blame someone, blame your own bad luck..." Qian's mother muttered to herself. Who told her to be so easily beaten?

After everyone had left.

As Qian's mother was about to go back to the kitchen to cook, Qian's father grabbed her hair and dragged her into the room.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

"What did I do? You know perfectly well. Now that the money is gone, are you happy?"

Screams erupted from inside the room.

"Qian Jin, we have to go save Mother!" Qian Lai looked around the room with a worried expression.

"Forget it, Mother deserves it," Qian Jin said indifferently. "You go and cook dinner—"

"But--"

She was a little worried about his mother.

"Father won't beat Mother to death, I'm listening."

Qian Jin impatiently pushed the money away.

Although Qian Lai was still worried, she understood even more clearly that if her father came out without food, he would probably be angry again.

"Brother, you're back."

Hearing footsteps at the door, Ning Anuo rushed out of the room.

The first thing I saw was the bloody money.

Anno's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped forward.

Upon seeing it, I immediately felt dizzy and disoriented.

"She has too much money..."

What exactly happened? How come Qian Duo is covered in bruises?

A bloody mess.

There was blood on his face and head as well.

"Brother, who hit her?" Ning Anuo gritted her teeth.

Ever since his brother said that, he had secretly considered her as his wife. Seeing his wife beaten like this, he felt angry, frustrated, and a little heartbroken.

"Who else could it be but your future mother-in-law?" Ning Hong then placed the money in the room next to Ning Anuo's.

Qian Duo's breathing was weak, and his heartbeat was intermittent.

Although Ning Hong didn't mind such things, he was still aware of the differences between men and women, and that in ancient times, boys and girls should not sit together after the age of seven.

You can't save someone's daughter only to prevent her from getting married.

Ning Hong immediately called over her grandmother and asked her to apply the medicine herself.

Ning Hong then prescribed her another medicine and personally brewed it and delivered it to her.

"That was a bit too harsh," Grandma Ning said as she applied the medicine, her tone filled with deep pity.

"She's about to marry into our family, and you still used such a cruel method."

The Qian family is truly shameless.

Moreover, they completely disregarded his family and treated them with indifference.

"These people are just too much—"

"It's so tragic to have so much money." Anuo couldn't help but wring out the towel, sit on the edge of the bed, and carefully wipe the expression off her face—

Even in his dreams, Qian Duo was frowning, which showed just how much pain he was in.

Her injuries were severe; almost every inch of her skin was unscathed. Her mother had struck her with deadly force.

Am I dead?

Seven days later, Qian Duocai finally woke up.

Turning my head slightly, I saw Ning Anuo resting her chin on her hand with her eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap.

"Where is this?" Is she not dead?

If she's dead, how could she see Ning Anuo?

"This is my home."

Ning Anuo remained in the same position, but slowly opened her eyes. "From now on, you are my wife."

Ning Anuo spoke solemnly.

"ah……"

"You haven't forgotten about this, have you?"

"No, no, I remember, I definitely remember, I must remember, cough cough cough—"

In her anxiety, her throat inexplicably became itchy, which made her cough uncontrollably.

Ning Anuo quickly poured her some tea. She downed it in one gulp.

"Wait here, I'll go get my brother."

"No, I'm really fine, I'm just too happy."

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