Chapter 153 Asking for Money
The people standing outside the door were none other than the mistress and the third wife of my maternal grandfather's family.
After not seeing her for a while, the third wife had lost a lot of weight. It seemed that she had followed in the footsteps of her concubine and was often ordered around by the mistress and the old woman.
As for the mistress, who never does housework at home and directly orders the third wife to do something, she is naturally well-maintained and looks radiant, just like an old monster with all her makeup on.
"Listen, our granddaughter-in-law is getting more and more talkative. How come she can't even stop for a sip of tea after we came all the way here?"
Before entering the room, the mistress's eyes were already glancing inside through the crack in the door opened by Cheng Weiyao. Her greedy look was shown on her face without her even saying a word.
Cheng Weiyao's face was filled with disgust. Grandson's wife? She had no intention of admitting her when she first came to her house. Now that they're divorced, she's thinking of marrying into the family?
"We are a small family and we dare not seek kinship with you. As the saying goes, when you are poor, no one cares about you; when you are rich, you have distant relatives. You are not thinking of going back on your word because we are doing well now, are you?"
Cheng Weiyao spoke frankly and pointed out the mistress's little thoughts.
The mistress's face was a little embarrassed, and she stretched out her hand to pinch the silent Third Wife. Under normal circumstances, the Third Wife would definitely want to hide, but she was pinched unexpectedly and could only cry out "ouch" with tears in her eyes.
"What's the point of regretting it? We're all family. Besides, she's in so much pain. It shouldn't be a problem for her to come in and rest, right?"
The mistress smiled like a wrinkled chrysanthemum. Cheng Weiyao glanced at the pleading eyes of the third roommate and released her hand that was holding the door.
She really couldn't bear to see others suffer in front of her. Of course, the main reason was to see what her grandparents were planning. Fortunately, she was at home today. If her aunt was at home, who knows what the situation would be like.
Wen Chengming glanced at his grandmother and the third wife who had just entered the room, then took his book and returned to his room. He saw that his sister-in-law seemed to want to discuss something, so he decided to stay away. It was obvious that these two women were not easy to deal with...
Cheng Weiyao was amused by Wen Chengming's cleverness. As expected, the mistress's harshness was written all over her face. Even a half-grown child like Wen Chengming knew to stay away.
The mistress was embarrassed. She had originally planned to start with the child and show some courtesy to build a good relationship, but she hadn't expected this little grandson to walk in without even a greeting, as if he were avoiding the plague. It turned out that after being raised by Cheng Weiyao for so long, he had no manners at all!
"Sit down, isn't your body in pain?"
Cheng Weiyao angrily gestured for the third wife to sit down. As for the mistress? She could handle it herself. She wasn't welcome anyway.
The third wife cautiously glanced at the mistress's expression and slowly sat down on the chair.
The mistress's eyes were busy darting around the courtyard at the moment. It seemed that nothing was different. With such a prosperous business, she didn't even think of buying some decent furniture for the house...
"Have you seen enough? Our temple is too small to accommodate a Buddha like yours. If you want money, you can take one and try."
Cheng Weiyao slowly began to prepare vegetables at the table without even glancing at the mistress.
"What do you mean by asking for money or not? It's so harsh. After all, my concubine has been living in our house for so many years, eating and drinking, and we have been supporting her well. You just want her back with a letter of release. Isn't that inappropriate?"
The mistress took a look at Cheng Weiyao's attitude, frowned and sat down at the stone table with some dissatisfaction.
Tsk, Cheng Weiyao blinked and looked at her mistress with a look of disgust. I've never seen such a thing in my life. Could this excuse be any lameer? Back then, my maternal grandfather's family thought my aunt was a hot potato and was determined to get rid of her.
Now that I'm recovered from my illness and can make money, I come here eagerly. How can such a good thing happen in this world?
"What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth. We've divorced now, and I don't expect her to come back. You should at least pay me back for the money she used to support me!"
The mistress looked righteous and confident.
Upon hearing this, the Third Wife forced a smile, but secretly her teeth were clenched. Since the Second Wife's concubine wasn't coming back, all the dirty work was hers. It seemed like she had been enjoying herself during this period...
"There's nothing written in the letter about letting me go. What does it mean to get together and part ways amicably? If you come to my house and pester me again, don't blame me for reporting you to the police."
Cheng Weiyao noticed the third wife's fake smile. She felt that the reason why the mistress had time to come to the Prince Qingping's Mansion to cause trouble was because she was too comfortable staying at home.
The third wife is young and has a good figure. No matter how you look at it, she is much better than the old witch, the mistress! If she can fight for her reputation and firmly tie down her grandfather, the man who is in charge of the family, her life will not be so difficult.
Sanfang noticed the gaze on her, and she raised her eyes slightly to meet Cheng Weiyao's eyes that seemed to be smiling.
"I'll report it to the police. Why are you arresting me? I didn't steal or rob. It's only natural for a wife to control her concubines..."
The mistress was very angry at Cheng Weiyao's confident look. Her lips trembled, and she pulled the third wife and prepared to go home.
In fact, she still felt a little uneasy, after all, she had already been given the letter of release as a concubine.
At that time, she had left her concubine to fend for herself in public, so even if she wanted to change her words now, it would be difficult. But she was still as stubborn as ever!
The third roommate was pulled suddenly and fell to the ground. Cheng Weiyao hurried forward to grab a bite.
"Oh my, why are you so careless... You are young and beautiful, but are you not as good as an old woman?"
Cheng Weiyao's whisper accurately reached Sanfang's ears. She froze slightly and stood up with Cheng Weiyao's support.
"You're incapable of accomplishing anything, and only capable of causing trouble. You can't even stand still. I really don't know why I keep a money-losing piece of shit like you at home!"
The mistress was not aware of the undercurrents between the two of them. She just felt that the third wife was clumsy and delayed her departure, so she started to scold her.
"Hold grandma tightly. If she gets angry, she might throw up her feet. You are young and have great potential. The old lady will definitely support you..."
Cheng Weiyao took the opportunity to pat the clothes of the third wife to continue instigating. The more unpleasant the mistress's words were, the more likely the third wife would resist.
"What are you standing there for? Come over and join me!"
The mistress's arrogant command brought the third wife back to her senses. After a pause, she took a step back on her own initiative. She seemed to have returned to the mistress's side obediently, but in fact she lowered her head with a thoughtful look.
Cheng Weiyao watched the two people walk away with a smile. She had a hunch that Sanfang was moved, otherwise she wouldn't have paused for a moment.
"Finally, I'm leaving..."
Wen Chengming looked relieved. He was a little worried that the two would stay and refuse to leave, but he didn't expect his sister-in-law to solve the problem by herself.
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