Chapter 39 I didn’t expect my husband to be so valuable!
ah?
Song Jin couldn't believe his ears.
Let her go back and pack her things up, and get a divorce?
Song Jin's face furrowed as she looked at the girl in front of her.
This yellow lady looked very wealthy, yet on such a cold winter day, she was only wearing a thin shirt.
Of course, it’s not cold at all in this greenhouse.
Song Jin frowned: "Ms. Huang, I don't know you. You look like you are educated. You come up to me and ask for a divorce. Are you..."
Song Jin raised his head, his almond-shaped eyes serious: "Too presumptuous."
"Oh, how presumptuous?" Mrs. Huang sneered. She raised her hand and someone immediately handed something to her.
The bright red nail polish lightly touched her fingertips.
She opened the thing with her bare hands, and it turned out to be a fine whip.
She fiddled with the whip and said, "Since I was old enough to understand, no one has ever said that I was presumptuous!"
As she spoke, she pressed her wrist and the whip hit the table with a "click".
The small teacup on the table was broken in an instant!
Song Jin's heart tightened.
Has she been in trouble recently? She must go and worship properly when she has time.
Without hearing Song Jin's answer, Miss Huang seemed to be patient and explained, "I went out last night and happened to see you and your husband hugging and kissing in the street. It was not decent, but it's not your fault. Your husband is really good-looking. I heard that your husband is weak and poor, and he is not from Chongzhou. Even if I don't like a husband like this today, you can't keep him. I think you are still young, so why not divorce him early and use the money to find someone else to marry, how about that?"
Song Jin also understood this conversation.
She said, "So, Miss Huang is attracted to my husband?"
Miss Huang didn't hide anything at all: "You finally understood, and my words were not wasted."
After Miss Huang finished speaking, the maid standing next to her came forward and took out a brocade box and placed it in front of Song Jin.
Miss Huang said, "There is a box of gold inside. After you ask to leave the palace, you can take this money and marry again."
Song Jin looked at the brocade box in front of her. She raised her hand to open the box, and immediately, the bright yellow gold inside appeared.
Song Jin had never seen so much gold.
I didn’t expect my husband to be so valuable!
With a "click", Song Jin closed the brocade box.
She said firmly: "I don't agree!"
"You don't agree?" Miss Huang snorted coldly: "Song Jin, you seem to have never heard of me, and you don't know my style of doing things. I don't like people who don't know how to appreciate my kindness. Song Jin, go out and ask around, what happened to the last person who offended me."
Song Jin looked up: "What will happen?"
"This is the end!" Miss Huang said, she stood up instantly, and the whip in her hand hit Song Jin's left shoulder with a "snap"!
Song Jin was wearing a coat, but she suddenly felt a burning pain on her left shoulder!
She looked subconsciously and found that her jacket was torn by the whip, with the cotton wool inside flying around and now slowly seeping blood.
Song Jin covered her shoulders and looked at Miss Huang in front of her in disbelief: "You!"
Miss Huang raised her hand again: "Song Jin, don't be so shameless! I'll ask you again, do you want to divorce or not?"
Song Jin looked at Miss Huang in front of him.
She covered her shoulders, her brows knitted tightly, but she didn't retreat a step: "Miss Huang, I know my husband is very handsome, even those aunts want to come to my house to climb the wall to see him. But Miss Huang, you should calm down, after all, there are some things you don't know yet."
Miss Huang paused: "What is it that I don't know?"
Song Jin thought about it and felt a little embarrassed. She stretched out a finger and then bent it slightly in front of Miss Huang.
Song Jin said: "He..."
Then he shook his head helplessly.
Miss Huang was shocked: "You mean..."
"Miss Huang only knows that my husband was injured when he came to see me, but she doesn't know where he was injured. He lay in bed for a long time. To be honest, my husband and I have not consummated our marriage for more than two months."
As Song Jin spoke, he apologized to Xie Qiao.
She really didn't mean it.
And what she said was not lying. Her husband was indeed not capable for more than two months before that.
The pills and deer penis are still at home.
"Wait! In this case..."
Miss Huang calmed down. She frowned, obviously a little annoyed: "If my father hadn't forced me to marry that fat guy, I wouldn't be so anxious to find someone to make a fait accompli. I finally found a good-looking one, but I didn't expect it!"
Miss Huang knew that Song Jin's husband was almost dead from the beating, and it seemed that the injuries were not just to his arms and legs!
It doesn’t matter because I’m old!
But if it looks good but is not practical...
Miss Huang slammed the table and said, "That won't do!"
Miss Huang glanced at Song Jin's shoulder, her brows furrowed, and asked, "Is your arm okay?"
Song Jin shook his head: "I don't think he will die."
It just bleeds and it hurts.
Miss Huang raised her hand and put away the small whip.
She opened her mouth, a little angry: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I can't stand people talking back to me. I won't apologize!"
Her mother passed away when she was young, and her aunt was hypocritical to her. On the surface, she had enough food and clothing, but the aunt just wanted to marginalize her. No one in the family listened to her. They would only listen when she picked up the whip, and then she would not apologize.
Song Jin didn't expect such an arrogant person to apologize.
But she was relieved.
It seems that Miss Huang has no intention of hitting on her husband.
Song Jin asked in a low voice: "Miss Huang, why do you want to make it a done deal? If your family knew about it, wouldn't you..."
Huangli glared at her: "What do you know!"
She sighed, "If that aunt of mine hadn't found a bad marriage for me and wanted to take all the Huang family's wealth, I wouldn't have done this! Now I can only find an obedient son-in-law, and it would be best if it's done before it's done, so that I can stay at home!"
Huang Li looked at Song Jin. She looked miserable. Her half-new jacket was torn and the cotton inside was blown out.
Because of the pain in his shoulder, Song Jin's face turned a little pale.
Looks poor and miserable.
Huang Li thought for a moment and said, "Song Jin, I'll take a piece of the gold on the table and leave."
Song Jin: "Hmm?"
"What are you looking at? Do you want to take it all? That's the money I paid to hire you!" Huangli glared at him, "Your injury is nothing! I gave you a piece of gold, which is already a lot. Don't push your luck!"
Song Jin shook her head. She didn't want to push her too far. She just felt a little confused.
So this is how Huangli apologizes?
As soon as Huang Li finished speaking, the maid next to her took out a piece of gold from the brocade box and stuffed it into Song Jin's hand.
The brocade box was quickly taken away.
Song Jin pursed his lips and pinched the piece of gold in his hand: "It's not like I wanted it myself..."
"Alright, alright!" Huang Li waved her hands, propping up her head with a troubled look on her face, "Let her go."
The maid said, "Yes."
Then the maid walked up to Song Jin and led the way for her: "Let's go."
Song Jin felt that it was a bit strange that Miss Huang was so impetuous and her emotions were so unstable.
Song Jin thought that she should leave quickly. What if Miss Huang stopped her again?
Unlike when she came here, the maid only sent Song Jin to the door and left him there.
Song Jin glanced at the tightly closed door, raised her hand, and took a bite of the gold in her hand.
Pure.
Song Jin was originally feeling a little aggrieved, but today he was caught and whipped, which was such a sudden disaster.
But considering the gold, it seems that it is not unbearable.
With this piece of gold, she can open a small shop in Kyoto!
Before she put the gold nugget down in her mouth, Song Jin saw a person standing in front of her.
She looked up, a little dazed.
"Husband, how did you know I was here?"
Xie Qiao's expression turned slightly cold as he looked at the girl in front of him whose coat was damaged and whose shoulders were stained with blood.
She was still chewing the gold in her mouth stupidly.
Is this little girl stupid?
He had just received the news that Song Jin had been taken away, so he rushed over, but he didn't expect that he was still a step too late.
Song Jin was still injured!
I was just scared last night, and today I was directly injured.
If he had known earlier, he should have asked the secret guards to come out earlier and not have to guess what Song Jin was thinking.
Or maybe he should not let Song Jin go out.
Song Jin looked at Xie Qiao without saying a word, his face was so cold that it seemed as if he had killed someone. Song Jin was also a little nervous.
...After all, she had just arranged for her husband to come to her house.
"How are you?" Xie Qiao asked coldly.
Although he asked, his eyes were on the private residence behind Song Jin.
Within an hour, he will know who is here and what they have just done.
But even if I knew it, it would be useless.
Song Jin was still injured.
"I'm fine, but my shoulder hurts a little." Song Jin tugged at Xie Qiao's sleeve, "It was all a misunderstanding, and Miss Huang also gave gold as compensation. Husband, don't be angry, let's go home first."
Song Jin thought, it was not easy to trick Miss Huang into lying, what if her husband was seen again at this time, and Miss Huang simply didn't care?
Xie Qiao said nothing. He thought Song Jin had shoulder pain, so he frowned, stood beside her and picked her up by the waist.
Song Jin cried out in surprise. She wanted to hug her husband's neck, but her arms hurt when she moved.
Ugh, damn Miss Huang.
Song Jin thought about it and held the piece of gold tighter.
Xie Qiao carried Song Jin all the way until they got into a carriage. Song Jin was a little surprised. Was this carriage hired by her husband?
She wanted to ask, but when she looked at Xie Qiao's face,
She chose to keep her mouth shut.
Xie Qiao's expression was always cold, especially when he brought up something.
Cold and doesn't dare let people get close to him.
But his face is very handsome and can attract the hearts of all girls.
Even herself.
That night, if she hadn't thought her husband had a handsome face, she wouldn't have agreed so quickly.
But……
Song Jin suddenly thought of what Miss Huang said.
She said that her husband was so handsome and she couldn't keep him, so it would be better to give him to her.
Song Jin thought about it and fell silent.
The carriage stopped all the way back to Chunliu Lane.
Xie Qiao bent down and picked up Song Jin from the carriage. Song Jin nestled in Xie Qiao's arms like a little quail, and he carried her all the way home.
Song Jin was put on the bed. Xie Qiao reached out and wanted to lift up Song Jin's cotton jacket, but was blocked by Song Jin.
The girl hid inside, as if avoiding his hand.
"Husband, you should let Aunt Xiao come."
Xie Qiao's hand froze in place.
He looked at the girl curled up on the bed, his eyes darkening.
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