Ling Meng bit her lip, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "Wenyuan, I know I was wrong. But please believe that I did this for the future of our Qin Mansion and for you."

In the garden of the Qin Mansion, a breeze blew through, blowing the sleeves of the two people. Qin Wenyuan widened his eyes and looked at Ling Meng in confusion: "What are you hiding? What does the future of the Qin Mansion have to do with me?"

Ling Meng gritted her teeth, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. She knew it was time to tell Qin Wenyuan the truth. She took a deep breath and said slowly: "Wenyuan, do you still remember the fire in my hometown the year we got married?"

Qin Wenyuan nodded. The fire almost burned down Lingmeng's hometown, and her parents also died in the fire. Lingmeng continued: "In fact, the fire was not an accident, but someone deliberately did it. That person was my brother."

Qin Wenyuan was shocked. He didn't expect Lingmeng to have such a life experience. He held Lingmeng's hand tightly and said softly, "Meng'er, don't worry. No matter what your past is, I will always be by your side."

Ling Meng nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. She said, "Thank you, Wenyuan. In fact, I have been investigating the truth of the fire. Recently, I finally found a clue. The person turned out to be the housekeeper of the Qin Mansion."

Qin Wenyuan's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that there was such a dangerous person lurking in his mansion. He said coldly: "Meng'er, don't worry, I will find out the truth immediately and avenge your parents."

Qin Wenyuan's voice echoed in the empty Qin Mansion. Ling Meng's eyes flashed a trace of panic. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Qin Wenyuan's eyes that were full of anger and disappointment.

"I... I didn't..." Ling Meng stuttered and tried to explain, but couldn't find the right words.

Qin Wenyuan sneered, the warmth in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze Ling Meng, "You don't have it? Then why do you hide your identity and pretend to be an ordinary woman?"

Ling Meng's body trembled slightly. She bit her lips tightly, tears flashing in her eyes. "I... I don't want to be a burden to you. I don't want you to be implicated because of my identity."

When Qin Wenyuan heard this, the anger in his eyes subsided a little, but he still said coldly: "Do you think your identity can affect me? Do you think I will give up on you because of your identity?"

Ling Meng raised her head, her eyes full of tears, "I know I am not worthy of you, I know I am just an ordinary woman, I..."

"Shut up!" Qin Wenyuan interrupted Ling Meng. His eyes softened, but his tone was still serious. "Ling Meng, do you think your identity will make me look down on you? Do you think I will leave you because of your identity?"

Ling Meng's tears fell down. She shook her head and choked up. "I know I was wrong. I know I shouldn't have hidden it from you, but I... I really don't want you to get hurt because of me."

Qin Wenyuan sighed softly. He walked to Lingmeng and gently lifted her chin so that she could look at him. "Lingmeng, you are my wife and the most important person in my heart. No matter who you are, I will always be by your side."

When Ling Meng heard this, her tears surged even more. She hugged Qin Wenyuan tightly, her voice choking with sobs, "Wenyuan, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

Qin Wenyuan gently stroked Lingmeng's hair, his eyes full of love, "Lingmeng, you are already mine, I will not punish you. I just hope you can tell me your identity honestly and don't make me worry about you anymore."

Ling Meng nodded, wiped her tears and smiled, "Wenyuan, I will tell you. My father is..."

Qin Wenyuan gently covered Lingmeng's mouth to stop her from speaking. "Lingmeng, it doesn't matter. No matter who your father is, you are my wife, and I will always be by your side."

Ling Meng's eyes were full of gratitude. She held Qin Wenyuan's hand tightly, as if she wanted to convey all her gratitude to him.

At this time, the door of Qin's house was gently pushed open, and a maid walked in. She looked at Qin Wenyuan and Ling Meng, smiled and said, "Master, Madam, the meal is ready."

Qin Wenyuan nodded gently, his eyes full of happiness, "Okay, let's go over and eat."

…

Tu Su Yuwei looked extremely unhappy under the red veil. Her fingers tightly grasped the front of her wedding dress, but her heart was in turmoil. The joyous sounds of the Qin Mansion echoed in her ears, but could not dispel the haze in her heart. At this time, Qin Wenyuan walked slowly in front of her with steady steps.

Qin Wenyuan lifted the red veil and saw Tu Su Yuwei's pale face. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He gently held her hand and said softly, "Yuwei, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tu Su Yuwei forced a smile and shook her head: "Nothing, just nervous. Wen Yuan, are you...are you really willing to marry me?"

Qin Wenyuan looked at Tu Su Yuwei, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but soon turned into determination: "Of course it's true. Yuwei, you are my wife, I will treat you well."

The conversation between the two attracted the attention of the people around them. Everyone in the Qin Mansion gathered around and asked about Tu Su Yuwei's situation with concern. Tu Su Yuwei looked at Qin Wenyuan gratefully, but she was more and more confused.

In the following days, Qin Wenyuan and Tu Su Yuwei began their married life. However, Tu Su Yuwei always felt that Qin Wenyuan was holding back from her, as if there was some secret that he had not revealed. Whenever it was late at night, she would lie on the bed, looking at the starry sky outside the window, her heart full of doubts.

One day, Tu Su Yuwei was walking in the Qin Mansion Garden and ran into Li Qing, Qin Wenyuan's personal guard. Li Qing looked at Tu Su Yuwei, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke: "Madam, actually... actually the young master doesn't really like you."

Tu Su Yuwei's face changed, and her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. She grabbed Li Qing's sleeve tightly and asked in a trembling voice: "Why? Why did he do this to me?"

Li Qing sighed and said, "Madam, the young master...he has always liked someone else in his heart. That person is his childhood sweetheart, named Ling Meng."

Hearing this name, Tu Su Yuwei's heart seemed to be tugged. She weakly let go of Li Qing's sleeves, tears welling up in her eyes. She held back her tears and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Li Qing shook his head: "Madam, I didn't want you to know this, but seeing how miserable you are, I can't bear to keep it a secret any longer."

Tu Su Yuwei was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed. She laughed until tears streamed down her face, and her laughter was heartbreaking. She looked at Li Qing, her eyes full of determination: "If that's the case, then I'll help them."