Chapter 22
Jiang Zhaoli said indifferently: "Song Shiyan, I saw it clearly just now. You were the first to make the move."
Song Shiyan couldn't believe it. After a moment's silence, he finally realized what Jiang Zhaoli said. Anger instantly welled up in his eyes: "Jiang Zhaoli, what do you mean? Just because he's your husband, you're biased towards him without even investigating?"
Jiang Zhaoli said without hesitation: "Yes."
The scene was calm for a while...
After a long while, Song Shiyan did not open his mouth to defend himself. Just when Jiang Zhaoli thought he was about to leave, he suddenly forced out a smile: "In that case, I can also be your husband."
He raised his finger and pointed at Yin Su, who looked like he had nothing to do with the matter, and sneered: "I want to be on an equal footing with him, so you should be able to treat him fairly."
Jiang Zhaoli: “…”
What's going on? It seems like things are going off the track.
Jiang Zhaoli looked at him with a strange look in his eyes: "Song Shiyan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Song Shiyan, I don't have time to joke with you now. I will pretend that nothing happened today. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tell Master Song and ask him to personally invite you back."
Song Shiyan looked depressed: "Do you think I'm joking? I'm telling the truth."
Jiang Zhaoli said seriously: "What I said is true."
Song Shiyan's expression was complicated: "Are you really going to reject me?"
Jiang Zhaoli said without hesitation: "Really."
Song Shiyan looked at her deeply, staring at her for a long time, before he left.
The servants behind him all lowered their heads silently, not daring to move. They were extremely surprised. Their beloved second son actually begged Miss Jiang to marry into the Jiang family. It would be fine if she married into the Jiang family, but she even wanted to share a wife with another man? It was simply too absurd.
If the master and his wife knew about this, they would be so angry that they would die.
After Song Shiyan left, Jiang Zhaoli sighed slightly, feeling unhappy. She grew up with Song Shiyan and went to school together. Although they always quarreled with each other, she knew in her heart that she only regarded him as a relative. She knew what Song Shiyan was thinking, but she couldn't give him any response, as that would only hurt him more.
Yin Su glanced at Jiang Zhaoli, who was keeping her head down and not saying anything, his eyes fixed on her every move, and said gently: "Madam Jiang, if you feel unhappy, you can tell me at any time, and I will definitely help you solve your problems."
His voice is deep and magnetic, like a clear mountain spring, caressing the heart.
Jiang Zhaoli was in a trance for a while, looking straight at him, with a mixture of emotions in her eyes that he couldn't understand. She slowly spoke, her eyes brightened a little: "Tell you? Can I really tell you?"
Yin Su hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Of course you can, Madam Jiang, please feel free to speak."
Jiang Zhaoli stared into his eyes, like playing a string instrument, each note was gripping, she spoke word by word: "I... I admire someone, and I've been very conflicted lately. I want to tell him my feelings, but I don't know how he feels about me. Do you think he will accept it if I tell him?"
Without any transition, he directly and frankly said all his words of admiration. Yin Su was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He frowned slightly, pursed his lips tightly, and tried his best to maintain his usual gentleness. Finally, he uttered two words sharply: "Who is it?"
Thinking that this might be inappropriate, Yin Su added another explanation: "What I mean is, what kind of person should he be to make Madam Jiang fall in love with him?"
Jiang Zhaoli glanced at him secretly and explained in detail, with an irrepressible smile in his eyes: "He is so much more, gentle and considerate, careful, skilled in martial arts, and takes care of people meticulously. More importantly, he is devoted to me. In short, he is a perfect person."
Yin Su smiled with a fake smile, as if he was listening to a joke, and the corners of his lips curled up in a sneer: "Perfect person? Madam Jiang, have you ever known him? Most of the "perfect people" in this world are unreliable. They are either fabricated or have a purpose. How can Madam Jiang be sure that the person is the one she saw?"
Jiang Zhaoli glanced at him, curled his lips and smiled, as if he was in a state of obsession: "Of course I know him, we meet every day."
They meet every day? How come he didn't notice anything? Who could it be?
Yin Su's face was startled, and his heart was filled with anxiety.
Could it be——
Is it Huang Er who was sent to the dyeing workshop?
Madam Jiang never paid much attention to appearance, and Huang Er happened to be handsome. Madam Jiang did not mention the man's appearance just now, but only talked about his character.
Seeing that his brows were furrowed and his expression was sometimes solemn and sometimes vague, Jiang Zhaoli reached out and patted his arm, staring at him expectantly: "I mean, if I tell him that I feel for him, will he accept me? Will he stay with me?"
Yin Su was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "This kind of thing can't be rushed."
Jiang Zhaoli was puzzled: "Why?"
Yin Su coughed and said, "Last time, Madam Jiang said that Madam Hong was like your biological mother. If that's the case, you should at least let Madam Hong take a look in person and listen to her opinion."
Jiang Zhaoli tilted his head: "But the nanny has already met him, and I think she is very satisfied."
Yin Su: “…”
Yin Su: "Madam Jiang, you are still young and inexperienced. You can't rush this matter. Let's wait for a while and observe it more. The longer the time, the deeper the feelings between the two of you will be, and the easier it will be for you to agree."
Jiang Zhaoli was puzzled: "Is that so? The longer the time, the easier it will be for him to agree?"
Yin Su nodded sincerely, and when Jiang Zhaoli couldn't see, the corner of his lips curled up in a sneer.
At this time, don't let him catch who it is? How dare he flirt with a young girl who is not very experienced in the world.
——
For several days, Jiang Zhaoli sat at the table looking at the account book, circling it with a brush from time to time.
Chuntao stayed by her side all the time, bringing her some snacks and tea from time to time to satisfy her cravings.
After lunch, Jiang Zhaoli rushed to the dyeing workshop without stopping.
The craftsmen in the dyeing workshop were still working hard, but they were more lively than when she first came. The craftsmen had smiles on their faces and chatted with each other from time to time. When they talked about something interesting, they couldn't hide the smiles on their lips, and the work in their hands became much more lively.
Huang Er was inspecting the place, and when he saw her coming, he immediately bowed and saluted, "Second Miss, you are here."
Jiang Zhaoli nodded and looked around. The craftsmen were busy doing their own jobs.
When the craftsmen heard Huang Er's greeting, they all looked up and saw that it was Miss Jiang Er and Chun Tao, the master and servant. They all showed joy on their faces. For a moment, different voices rang out in the streets: "Miss Jiang Er is here."
"It's the second girl."
"Master Jiang."
Jiang Zhaoli nodded and greeted them one by one.
Chuntao gave a wink, and Huang Er immediately understood. He turned back to the rest area and dragged out a man. His hands were tied, and Huang Er then threw him to the ground. It was Guo Daoquan.
His brows were gloomy, and when he looked up, large areas of white in his eyes were visible, which was so scary that people couldn't help but stay away from him.
Perhaps he knew that Jiang Zhaoli had the evidence to arrest him, so he was too lazy to lie dormant. His sinister and vicious nature was fully exposed at this moment. He grinned at Jiang Zhaoli, but his eyes were not smiling at all: "Miss Jiang Er is really good at sending such a person to supervise me, but what's the point of arresting me?"
Jiang Zhaoli looked at him coldly: "Guo Daoquan, my father has kept you by his side for nothing, and you are treating him like this?"
Guo Daoquan burst out laughing, shook his head repeatedly, and pointed at himself with his eyes wide open like a madman.
Huang Er immediately stepped forward, protected Jiang Zhaoli behind him, and stared at him vigilantly.
Guo Daoquan closed his eyes: "Miss Jiang Er is right, and your Jiang family is right. I am the only one who is wrong."
"As for your father, to put it nicely, he kept me by his side and gave me a livelihood. To put it bluntly, he was just an obedient dog. Who has ever pitied me?"
"Why are those who came in together all promoted to supervisors, but I am still a craftsman who follows him around? Do you think this is fair? In terms of qualifications, I am no worse than anyone else, and in terms of diligence, I work harder than anyone else. Why is this supervisor position not mine?"
When this was said, the craftsmen were furious and started to criticize him: "Bah, you are such a piece of shit, you dare to bring up the past. Ten years ago, everyone knew it was hard to find a job back then. If you give a normal person a job when he is in trouble, he will definitely remember it and be grateful. How can you repay a favor?"
"Yeah, he really took advantage of the situation. He took all the good and bad things for himself."
"He is a heartless beast. He has been bullying us a lot when he became the abbot a few years ago. Do we expect him to be grateful to us?"
"I think we should kick him out and let him experience the feeling of hunger."
Jiang Zhaoli sneered, "Let me tell you why. Because you bribed others before you got the position, because you thought the work was dirty and tiring, and because you were jealous and framed others. Do you think others don't know these? You are a brilliant scholar, but you have a crooked mind and twisted thoughts. How can you be a leader? Father knows this, so he tempered you little by little. Who knew that you didn't know how to be grateful, but instead held a grudge."
Guo Daoquan laughed like he was stimulated: "Really? If you say so, I should thank him?"
Jiang Zhaoli shook his head, he was hopeless, too lazy to talk to him anymore, he said calmly: "Take him away."
As soon as he finished speaking, several officials broke into the room and arrested Guo Daoquan on the spot.
Jiang Zhaoli had already handed the account book to the capital tax bureau. Now Guo Daoquan was directly imprisoned for embezzling the tax money paid to the court. This time he did not resist but compromised honestly.
Chun Tao seemed to have thought of something, and said worriedly: "Miss, Guo Daoquan's wife is still in the Rouge Shop. Should we deal with her as well?"
Jiang Zhaoli shook his head: "No need, she is just an ordinary craftsman in the Rouge Shop, she can't do much, just send someone to keep an eye on her, if there is any unnecessary movement, let me know immediately."
Chun Tao: "Yes, girl."
Huang Er immediately pulled out a pile of letters from his arms, carefully tied with string. There were about a dozen of them. He calmly stated, "Girl, these are the letters between Guo Daoquan and that... person behind the scenes."
"When he wrote to someone every day, he would put the envelope in a small wooden box and send it out, claiming that he was giving his wife jewelry. The person who received it was a woman named Mu Niang who sold bean soup in Changming Street."
Changming Street? Bean soup.
Jiang Zhaoli's pupils shrank, as if he thought of something. He suddenly clenched his palms and stared blankly at the letters, feeling mixed emotions.
After Jiang Zhaoli returned to the Jiang Mansion with a sad face, he put the letter on the table, then put it aside between the pages of a book, and finally took it out and placed it in front of him.
She was stunned for a moment, then reached for the letter. It was covered with handwriting, all of which were about Guo Daoquan reporting information to the person behind the scenes and asking for money, or how he was plotting against her.
The person behind the scenes was none other than her usually taciturn third uncle Jiang Zhiping. No wonder Huang Er hesitated when he mentioned the person behind the scenes just now.
She had a vague guess in her mind, so she hesitated for a long time, afraid that she would see a familiar name. Finally, she gritted her teeth and decided to open it. She didn't expect that she would still be shocked by the truth. It was exactly as she thought. It was really her third uncle, the third uncle who had a close relationship with her father.
When they met him on weekdays, although they just nodded and passed by without much conversation, she respected him in her heart, not only because he was her father's brother, but also because he was her third uncle. In the past, when her grandfather asked her to inherit the family business or when there were disagreements, her third uncle would always stand on her side. Could it be that all this was a disguise?
Jiang Zhaoli felt a chill down her spine and her mind went blank. Until now, she still didn't believe that her third uncle would betray her father and even the Jiang family.
After calming down, she hid all the letters in a locked wooden box and placed it behind the bookshelf.
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