Rongfu Hall.
The old lady sat on a chair, and Haitang, a first-class maid beside her, kept pressing her head.
Fei Biyun, heavily pregnant, sat on a chair, Song Wanning beside her, while Wen Tingbo sat at the other end. Qiao Lian knelt on the ground, her left cheek red and swollen from a beating by Wen Tingbo.
The old lady narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the people sitting below, and said unhappily, "What are you arguing about in the middle of the night?"
Song Wanning knew that the old lady had never liked her and that she favored Wen Tingbo over her, so she immediately started complaining, "Grandma, I really can't blame you. You knew you weren't liked by Tingbo, so you never tried to provoke him. Who would have thought he would have taken advantage of me being away and had sex with his maid in my bedroom?"
"What do you mean by compromise?" The old lady opened her eyes unhappily after hearing what Song Wanning said. She glanced at Song Wanning and said coldly, "Qiao Lian is Tingbai's legitimate concubine. Don't say such harsh words."
"But that's my bedroom..." Song Wanning said this, tears streaming down her face in grievance. "Although Qiao Lian is a maidservant, she's not a concubine. It's not legitimate."
Song Wanning said this, standing up and about to kick Qiao Lian, cursing, "I felt sorry for you and let you rest in my yard out of kindness, but who would have thought you would do such a shameless thing."
Qiao Lian, who was kneeling on the ground, also cried, "Grandfather, Qiao Lian is willing to be the Second Master's concubine. Qiao Lian has served the Second Master since she was a child and doesn't want to be called a bitch anymore. Please, Grandfather, make the decision for Qiao Lian."
"This..." The old lady's gaze fell on Wen Tingbo, but before Wen Tingbo could speak, Song Wanning spoke again.
"No, no, we already have a concubine Cui in this family. If you take another one in, I will divorce you!" Song Wanning said, standing up angrily and glancing at Qiao Lian on the ground with red eyes.
"Sister-in-law, Qiaolian is already the maidservant in Bo'er's room, so it's perfectly legitimate for her to be promoted to the position of maidservant." Fei Biyun advised in a gentle voice, "If you do this, you'll probably get a reputation for being jealous."
Before Song Wanning could speak, the old lady above her spoke first, "She is just a jealous woman!"
As the old lady spoke, she hammered her cane into the ground and said coldly, "You can't even accommodate a concubine, and you're taking Qiao Lian into your room right away. Aren't you planning on getting a divorce? I want to see if she dares to."
"The old ancestor is right. Qiao Lian should have a legitimate status." Fei Biyun fanned the flames. "After all, the old ancestor is the master of this family. How can a young wife have the right to interfere?"
The old lady rarely found Fei Biyun pleasing to the eye, and followed Fei Biyun's words and said, "What Cheng's daughter-in-law said is right. In two days, we will bring Qiao Lian home and let her live in Lanyuan Courtyard. We will see if she has anything else to say."
Wen Tingbo, who was sitting next to him, was completely dumbfounded. He was the one who wanted to take a concubine, but no one asked for his opinion. Moreover, normally, the eldest wife would never interfere in the affairs of the second wife, but now it seemed that something was very wrong.
Before Wen Tingbai could recover from his shock, Fei Biyun asked him, "Second brother, you should have no objection to marrying Qiao Lian into your family in a few days, right? After all, Qiao Lian has been with you for many years. Now that something like this has happened, if you don't take her in, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive."
"I..." Wen Tingbai looked at Song Wanning who was standing beside him and said in a deep voice, "Wanning is the mistress of Lan Courtyard now. If you want to take a concubine, you should ask Wanning."
As soon as Wen Tingbai finished speaking, Qiao Lian, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't stand it anymore. She stood up and was about to hit the wall again. "Since Second Master is still unwilling to take me in after all this, I might as well die. Let me die. When I die, everything will be over."
Seven or eight maids and old women rushed forward, pulled Qiao Lian back and pressed her to the ground.
Qiao Lian, kneeling on the ground, was already restless, constantly talking about life and death, which made the old lady above her feel a headache. "I've made the decision. I'll marry Qiao Lian in three days. This is what she deserves."
Song Wanning stood up from her chair and said coldly, "If you really want to marry me, just wait for a divorce letter."
Seeing that Song Wanning was unwilling, the old lady became more and more convinced of Qiao Lian. "How could I have been so blind to let Tingbai marry such a jealous woman? I must take her in. I want to see if you dare to divorce. Brother Cheng's daughter-in-law, go prepare the monthly salary and maids for Qiao Lian. Starting tomorrow, you will treat Qiao Lian as your concubine."
"Ancestor..." Wen Tingbai couldn't say anything now and could only watch anxiously.
"Don't be afraid of your wife." The old lady was convinced that Song Wanning was jealous and bullying Wen Tingbai, and said coldly, "How can a mere general compare to a family like us with titles? Let her go, and I will ask your mother to find you an even more outstanding lady in the capital tomorrow."
After hearing this, Song Wanning turned around and left Rongfu Hall angrily.
Wen Tingbai was about to chase her, but Qiao Lian, who was kneeling on the ground, hugged Wen Tingbai's thighs and cried, "Second Master, please give Qiao Lian a chance to live, Second Master... If you don't want to marry Qiao Lian, Qiao Lian will have no choice but to die."
Although Qiao Lian said so, after what the old lady said just now, she can now be considered Wen Tingbai's concubine.
"Get out!" Wen Tingbo rarely shed his usual gentlemanly demeanor, threw Qiao Lian aside with a red face, and strode out.
Song Wanning has now returned to the Lan Courtyard and is arranging Caique and Zhuque to pack up their things. "Put all of these away. I won't be back home tomorrow morning. Just send someone to move all the dowry away."
Wen Tingbai caught up, grabbed Song Wanning's arm, and said coldly, "Song Wanning, Song Wanning, I've discovered now. Are you plotting against me in order to divorce me?"
Song Wanning didn't get angry when she heard Wen Tingbo's words. She just shook off his arm, chuckled, and said, "Who is plotting against whom?"
Wen Tingbai was stunned, feeling guilty for a moment, but then he realized that he had done nothing wrong, so he bravely said, "You are my wife, but you are unwilling to consummate our marriage. If this gets out, it will be your fault."
"I've never been reluctant to consummate my marriage with Second Master." Song Wanning's smile remained faint, and her words were calm and composed. "It's just that Second Master doesn't like me. He usually just stays in the concubine's yard. On our wedding night, he even left me alone and walked out of the house. He hasn't been home for three years."
"That was all because I wronged you back then. Can't I make it up to you later?" Wen Tingbai said with a gloomy face and gritted teeth, "Don't think I don't know that you've been planning to divorce me for a long time. Do you think you can really divorce me?"
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