Seeing Xu Youran laughing at her, Du Yuelan felt even more suffocated.
It's just that she was reborn into a good family. If she had Xu Youran's identity, I would definitely do better than her!
Since the last time the family had a meal together, Jiang Kangan would go out for a walk in his spare time, of course, still in a wheelchair.
He whispered, "Mom, as long as Zhiyu is here, Dad will be fine."
Before Xu Youran could say anything, the old lady snorted coldly, "It's all her fault! Why is she trying to imitate others and open a clinic? She's so young and doesn't know her place! Xu, this is all your fault for not being able to discipline her!"
Jiang Sulan's face was grim, and Jiang Kang'an's eyes were filled with anger: "Old lady, Zhiyu is not wrong. It's clearly the Anle Marquis' family who are arrogant and domineering. They even blocked our door..."
Jiang Kangan tried to reason with her, but the old lady refused to listen.
Seeing him still sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his legs, the old lady interrupted him directly: "Alright, alright, if you ask me, when they come back, they will take that girl to the Anle Marquis's residence to apologize. It's just being a lowly concubine. You made a mistake, so you should bear the consequences!"
Jiang Kangan's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Du Yuelan also echoed, "The old lady is right. Given the status of the two sons of the Marquis of Anle, if Zhiyu marries them, even if she is a concubine, it would be marrying up. Moreover, after this incident, it is more important to save her life and prevent the Marquis of Anle from taking his anger out on the Prime Minister's Mansion. Sister, you should put the overall situation first..."
“Bang!”
Before she could finish, the furious Xu Youran walked over, raised her hand and slapped her hard!
Du Yuelan was beaten so hard that she fell off the chair and half of her face was swollen.
Everyone was shocked. The old lady put one hand on her chest and looked at her in horror.
Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kangan were also stunned.
In my memory, my mother was always calm and would never get angry no matter what anyone said.
This was the first time they saw their mother angry.
"I'm telling you, Du Yuelan, Zhiyu is my daughter! It's impossible for her to be a concubine in this lifetime! I was always lenient with you in the past and didn't bother with you. Now you've become arrogant because of your favor and don't even understand the rules of being a concubine. As the mistress, I should discipline you strictly!"
Xu Youran looked at her with a calm tone, but it made Du Yuelan feel a chill behind her, as if she had been regarded as a dead person by her.
As soon as Jiang Zhaorong and Jiang Zhiyu came in, they saw Du Yuelan covering her face and looking at Xu Youran with tears in her eyes.
Jiang Zhaorong looked at Xu Youran with a serious expression and disapproval.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't understand what was happening, but...
[Well done, well done, well done!]
[This white lotus should have been beaten long ago! ]
Jiang Zhaorong: “…”
Even a young fish, no matter what, shouldn't hit people!
The curse that Du Yuelan was about to burst out turned into grievance after seeing Jiang Zhaorong.
She wiped her tears and walked to Jiang Zhaorong's side with a wronged look on her face: "It's all my fault. I angered my sister. Don't blame me, sister. If you want to blame someone, blame me."
When Jiang Zhaorong saw her pitiful appearance, coupled with the fact that he hadn't seen her for a few days and the guilt in his heart, he was immediately bewitched by her.
"It's okay," he turned to Xu Youran again. Facing the accusing eyes of his children and Xu Youran's blazing eyes, his voice softened for no reason. "No matter what, you can't hit anyone..."
His voice gradually faded, but Xu Youran sneered, "How can I, the mistress of the house, not even control a concubine?!"
Jiang Zhaorong frowned. The strong Xu Youran always reminded him of the weak self who had to humble himself in front of her.
He took a deep breath, feeling annoyed: "That's not what I meant..."
The old lady also came to her senses at this moment and cursed: "Look at me! You dare to hit someone in front of me! Xu, do you still take me seriously?"
After she finished yelling, no one in the hall paid any attention to her. Jiang Zhaorong didn't even look at her, for fear of suppressing the murderous intent in his heart.
"Shi Wei, tell me, what exactly happened!"
[Okay, you didn't even look at my sister and brother, you only had eyes for those two over there, right?!]
Jiang Zhaorong: “…”
He just said he was used to it.
Song Shiwei said timidly, "Just now, my aunt and grandmother talked about Zhiyu. My aunt was too worried about my father, so she said that we should follow Marquis Anle's wishes and let Zhiyu go as a concubine. After all, this matter was caused by Zhiyu..."
The difference between "贱婕" and "婕" is just one word, but the meaning is a world apart.
Du Yuelan looked up at Song Shiwei, knowing that this was her way of showing goodwill to her and extending an olive branch to her.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be nice if I could really team up with Song Shiwei.
After all, his daughter is already married and can't help him at all in the backyard. His pregnancy is also not going well and there has been no movement in the past few years. It is better to have such an ally than to fight alone.
After hearing what Song Shiwei said, Jiang Zhaorong became even more dissatisfied with Xu Youran.
Jiang Sulan scolded, "Shi Wei, Miss Du just said that she wanted Zhiyu to be her concubine!"
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes turned and he looked at Song Shiwei and Du Yuelan with cold eyes.
Du Yuelan covered her face with her hands, tears falling slowly. "I'm just too worried about the Prime Minister. The Marquis of Anle is from a powerful family, and Zhiyu's actions are excessive. I'm just worried about implicating the Prime Minister and bringing trouble to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Jiang Zhaorong's expression softened after hearing these words. Although he was reprimanding her, his tone was much calmer. "I know you're thinking about the Prime Minister's residence, but you must never say this again. The Emperor has already investigated and this matter has nothing to do with Zhiyu."
Du Yuelan's smile froze and her face felt burning with pain.
Xu Youran's expression relaxed, and Jiang Sulan and Jiang Kang'an also breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Shiwei clenched his fists hidden by his sleeves, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's the best, congratulations, sister."
The old lady was the one who couldn't hide her emotions the most. She rolled her eyes and said, "Even so, Third Girl, you should stop opening that clinic. At such a young age, opening a clinic to treat those kinds of illnesses is ultimately not something that can be put on the table!"
Jiang Zhiyu: “!!!”
[Hey, I'm really impressed. This old guy doesn't remember a beating. Believe it or not, I'm going to be possessed by a fairy!]
[No, I have a bad temper. I want to scold her!]
[Going crazy is not as satisfying as confronting someone face to face! ]
Jiang Zhiyu raised her eyes and chuckled, "Ah, yes, yes, the old lady is really nosy. Even if the night fragrance was left at the door, you would still have to take a spoon and taste it yourself to see how salty it is!"
puff--
Everyone couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. Even Du Yuelan, whose face hurt, twitched the corners of her mouth.
The only one who was angry was the old lady. She pointed with her trembling finger for a long time, but in the end she couldn't say a word. Her eyes went dark, and she fell straight down and fainted.
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
[That's it?]
[I haven't even used one ten-thousandth of my strength yet! ]
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