Old Mrs. Fang looked at Miss Jun with mysterious eyes.

Regardless of whether dying once has truly brought one to enlightenment, his words have certainly become more sharp.

It turns out that Miss Jun also had a sharp tongue, but it was a clumsy kind of sharpness, the kind that could not bring any good out of herself even after scolding others.

"With a marriage certificate, I will naturally be able to think better and respond better," she said calmly.

"Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. I can't figure it out myself, so no matter how good the response is, I can't deal with it." Miss Jun said.

Oh.

Old Mrs. Fang said in her heart.

"If you've thought it through and returned the marriage certificate, will their family accept you?" she asked.

Miss Jun nodded.

Of course, it would be strange if the Ning family didn't answer. After asking, Mrs. Fang felt a little regretful. She felt that her question was a little stupid, or she was just making small talk.

Since she was just making small talk, it meant that there was nothing to say, so Mrs. Fang stood up immediately.

"It's over now. You've been working so hard for so long, and now you can finally put down a heavy burden. Take a good rest now. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else."

She said that without waiting for Miss Jun to say anything else and walked out directly.

The maid outside the door heard the footsteps and hurriedly opened the curtains.

Old Mrs. Fang walked to the door and stopped, then turned to look at Miss Jun.

"Don't wear this weird outfit anymore," she said woodenly.

Miss Jun looked down at herself. She was still wearing that worn-out dress made of coarse cloth.

This was the dress that Miss Jun asked Liu'er to find for her in order to show that she was poor but could not be humiliated.

Being incorruptible does not need to be proved by clothes.

Miss Jun smiled and said yes.

Mrs. Fang said nothing more and walked away quickly surrounded by her servants. Miss Jun was so quick that she didn't even have time to greet her.

"Miss." Liu'er came quickly with a few maids holding food boxes, "What are you doing standing outside? Are you hungry?"

"Send it off to the old lady." Miss Jun said.

Liu'er said "oh" without taking it seriously.

"Just go ahead and leave." She said, full of concern, "Miss, you must be tired and hungry. Eat and rest quickly."

This performance of being the greatest lady in the world made Miss Jun laugh again.

She has been surrounded by people who are kind to her all her life. She has never known what a cold face is, let alone seen disgust or ridicule. Even when she pestered her master to learn medicine, her master was never indifferent or disdainful, but respectfully distant.

Everyone loved and respected her, even that person...

He was clearly her enemy, but until the moment she was about to kill him, he was still willing to do anything for her.

Thinking of that person, Miss Jun clenched her hands hanging in her sleeves tightly, took a few deep breaths and suppressed all these things in her heart.

It's just that those good ones are either respectful or shrewdly concealing their kindness. It's the first time I've seen such a blatant and stupid good girl like this who is inviting disaster.

It's quite interesting too.

Miss Jun raised her hand and stroked Liu'er's head.

"Okay," she said.

…

Upon hearing that Old Madam Fang had returned, Mrs. Fang personally went to the gate to meet her.

"The water is hot and the food is ready," she said. "If you have anything to say, go wash up and relax first."

Old Mrs. Fang held her hand.

"There's nothing to say," she said. "Madame Zhou is in Beiliu Town. We'll know what's going on when she comes back."

Mrs. Fang helped her into the room, which was also as warm as spring. She took the hot towel handed to her by the maid and wiped the old lady's hands herself.

"Is the cancellation of the engagement true? What does Miss Jun say?" she asked.

When Old Madam Fang came in, the maids all came back, and it was natural for Madam Fang to know what had happened.

Old Mrs. Fang snorted and sat down on the chair.

"She certainly said it with a lot of righteousness," she said. "It's meaningless."

Mrs. Fang paused as she held the cup of tea.

In other words, the old lady was still the same as usual, not believing or caring about what Miss Jun said, but why did she listen to her this time?

After saying this, Old Mrs. Fang also noticed this and paused.

"I'm tired, I'll take a rest first. You wait for Nanny Zhou to come back." She said without explaining or continuing the topic, and took the tea and saw the guest off.

Mrs. Fang hurriedly responded with a yes, called the maids to help Old Madam Fang wash up, and then left. As she walked out, the lights in the yard gradually dimmed.

"Madam." A maid followed her closely and asked in a low voice, "Did you really cancel the engagement? What did Miss Jun say?"

Mrs. Fang shook her head.

"The old lady said that we have to wait until Nanny Zhou comes back to find out what exactly happened," she said.

"Then why does the old lady go to Miss Jun's place?" The maid looked puzzled.

Since she didn't believe or care about Miss Jun's words, why did she go to Miss Jun in front of her family? Didn't the old lady know how much face she gave Miss Jun in the eyes of everyone?

"Comfort her," said Mrs. Fang, "Miss Jun is really trying to commit suicide."

The maid sneered.

"What's real? She's just trying to scare people," she said. "She's played this trick a few times at home. It's strange that the old lady believed it."

Mrs. Fang smiled.

"After all, she's still my granddaughter," she said.

Seeing the eldest wife's gloomy expression under the flickering lantern in the night, the maid's expression also became a little gloomy.

"That means that no matter what, this troublemaker will stay in our house." She whispered.

Mrs. Fang had no expression on her face.

"This house belongs to the old lady. How to run this home depends on her wishes," she said.

A gust of night wind blew, bringing a chill.

Hot steam was rising in the room, and two little girls poured the water carefully. Old Mrs. Fang lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, while the other two little girls gently rubbed and washed her hair.

Why did you insist on listening to what that girl said this time when you clearly didn't believe or care about her?

Old Mrs. Fang couldn't help but think about this question. Was it a sudden impulse when she got off the bus, or was it because she really felt pity for her granddaughter?

How could a heart as hard as stone, which had been tempered by repeated blows, become so ridiculously sentimental?

Old Mrs. Fang frowned slightly, and the little girls saw this and moved more gently for fear of disturbing her.

"Grandma doesn't have to put on a show to protect me anymore."

These words suddenly rang in Old Mrs. Fang's ears. She opened her eyes abruptly and seemed to see the calm expression of the girl in the mist.

Protect me.

She said she knew she was doing these things to protect her.

Does she know that the Ning family is a family that cannot be offended?

Did she know that if she didn't reprimand her as a relative, the Ning family would teach her a lesson?

Does she know that her reputation is so bad that she will be drowned by the spit of the world without the Ning family having to do anything?

It was really unbelievable. She could actually say these three words. She could actually understand these three words. Could she? Could she?

That's why I subconsciously went to her yard, wanting to listen to what she said and to verify and explore.

Old Mrs. Fang sneered and leaned back into the bathtub. Just as the little girls were about to continue pouring water, she sat up again.

"Okay." She said, and walked out of the bathroom with the help of the maids.

Don't let your imagination run wild. Wait until Mother Zhou brings the news.

…

No matter how many people in the Fang family did not sleep well that night, Miss Jun slept very well. Perhaps she was very tired, and when she opened her eyes, it was already bright.

The room was warm and although a little dry, there was no other discomfort.

Miss Jun reached out and lifted the curtains. The morning light shone into the room through the glass. The beauty vase by the window was covered with a layer of enchanting light, and the daffodils on the table stretched out their bodies.

This small room is decorated luxuriously and warmly.

"…Why is the tea cold? Didn't I tell you to keep the water warm?"

Liu'er's voice came from outside, scolding the maids with a bit of arrogance.

To be fair, Liu'er and her mistress's life in the past was never as comfortable as it is now. The Jun family has always been a poor family, but when she came here, Liu'er did not feel humble at all.

Even though Liu'er has never enjoyed anything before, she can still enjoy it calmly and feel that it is her due.

This can be considered as not being surprised by humiliation.

Miss Jun smiled, stood up and opened a lacquer box on the dressing table. A silver note was placed on layers of gold hairpins and jade bracelets. This was the five thousand taels of silver note she had asked for from the Ning family yesterday.

This is money that truly belongs to her.

Five thousand taels is neither too little nor too little, enough for a person to live a stable life, but it is not too much either. This money can allow her to enter the capital, but it cannot guarantee that she can get close to that person.

Not enough. Far from enough.

Miss Jun closed the makeup box and ran her fingers over the gemstones embellishing it.

Even the box used to store jewelry is made so luxuriously, which shows that the Fang family is a very wealthy family.

It's just that the Fang family can allow them, the master and the servant, to enjoy what they deserve, but if they want to use it, it may not be so easy. What's more, now that the master and the servant are in the Fang family, they may not even be able to stay.