"...I am no match for that little bitch..."

The woman's sharp voice came. "...You are not as good as him in any way...Even if you are as good as him, the young master doesn't like you and won't sleep with you. What can you do about it..."

Fang Chengyu also laughed.

"You don't want to sleep with me? You can't sleep with me!"

Did he say too much about sleeping and falling asleep? Mai Dong was stunned.

As soon as the thought came to my mind, I heard a ripping sound, as if clothes were being torn apart.

"What are you doing, you stinky woman? You have no shame."

Fang Chengyu's angry shout almost broke the window glass.

Silence followed.

Mai Dong bravely looked in through the window and saw Miss Jun tearing off the young master's clothes and pulling down the curtain at the same time.

Oh my god!

Mai Dong blushed and didn't dare to look at her any more, so he ran out and stopped outside the door.

Actually, there is nothing surprising.

Young Master and Miss Jun are husband and wife, so it's normal for them to do that kind of thing.

Mai Dong stood outside the door in a red and white color. The girl who appeared out of nowhere looked at her curiously.

"Sister Mai Dong, what's wrong with you?" she asked, and then poked her head inside. "Are the young master and the young mistress arguing again?"

There is a saying that couples quarrel and make up in bed.

The young mistress is angry that the young master cheated on her. If it was with the young mistress... then it should be fine.

Mai Dong glared at the girl with a red face.

"Go away. Didn't I tell you not to come over?" she said, and then she went up to the gate and stood on the steps, guarding closely.

The yard became quiet, and the tent became quiet too.

The sunlight shone through the tent onto the faces of the two people on the bed. Their expressions were as calm as before, as if there had never been an argument at all.

"Can you take it off by yourself?" Miss Jun said, looking at Fang Chengyu's clothes that were half torn open.

Fang Chengyu didn't say anything. He reached out and quickly unbuttoned and took off his shirt.

"All off?" he asked in a dull voice.

Miss Jun shook her head.

"No, just leave your feet exposed underneath," she said, opening the small box.

Those were the densely packed golden needles she used every day, of varying lengths.

Fang Chengyu was lying on the bed. Seeing Miss Jun twisting a golden needle, he did not react at all. It seemed that even if Miss Jun inserted the golden needle into his throat, it would not move.

Miss Jun stopped instead and looked at him with some interest in her eyes.

When she made a scene in front of Old Lady Fang and the others, it was her first time to do such a thing, and she was a little nervous. She was only worried about whether she did it right, and didn't care about other people's reactions. She didn't care when Fang Chengyu joined in the noise.

Although Fang Chengyu has never been so noisy, his daily quiet words are also very sharp, which shows that he is not as quiet as he looks.

But now that she had entered the room and was pretending to be angry, he immediately retorted. There were only the two of them in the room, and this time they only used their mouths instead of their hands, so Miss Jun could clearly see Fang Chengyu's expression.

He said those angry words but his expression remained calm. It was obvious that he was just pretending, and he didn't mean it.

I probably have the same expression, after all, it is only for outsiders to hear. No need to show it to outsiders.

He is cooperating with himself.

This kid is really smart and quick-witted. He should have known that something was wrong. I wonder when he realized it.

Could it be that I didn't act like it just now?

"It's not that you don't look like him, but that you are not that kind of person," Fang Chengyu said.

"What kind of person is he? Isn't he the one who wants money and takes over the Fang family?" Miss Jun asked.

Fang Chengyu smiled.

"You ask too many questions," he said.

If she was really angry because he slept with a girl, there would be no need to say so much and she could have just gone straight up to fight.

Yes, to others, it could be said that she was shocked and angry and did not react, but to the sensitive Fang Chengyu, he could indeed sense that something was wrong.

Miss Jun smiled and stopped asking about it.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" she asked.

Fang Chengyu looked at her.

"Why did you hide this from me?" he thought for a moment and asked.

The question is not what was hidden from me, but why was it hidden from him.

"Because other people cannot understand your sadness and cannot imagine your joy, I cannot guarantee that you can bear this joy without being noticed." Miss Jun answered seriously.

Why he is sad, and why he will be happy. He will be blessed with this joy.

Fang Chengyu clenched his hands at his sides, and his breathing quickened for a moment, but that was all.

"Yeah," he said.

Miss Jun reached out and pinched his fingers, and the golden needle stopped as it passed by.

"It hurts a lot," she said. "You have to bear with it."

Fang Chengyu smiled and looked at Miss Jun with his bright dark eyes.

"I deserve this," he said. "People always have to pay the price for their mistakes, right?"

Is this an apology?

Is it because of the trouble I caused about the sleeping girl that I got into now?

Indeed, if it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have to suffer this.

Miss Jun smiled and said nothing more. She pinched Fang Chengyu's finger and slowly inserted the golden needle into it.

Fang Chengyu's body trembled slightly and he tensed up. He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and remained motionless.

The room was silent, with only the tent held by Fang Chengyu's other hand shaking slightly.

In the living room, Old Lady Fang's expression became more and more cheerful as she listened to what Manager Song and the stewards were saying.

"Business this year is better than in previous years. Look how happy the boss is." An old manager said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Fang laughed.

Good business would naturally make her happy, but what made her even happier now was that the shopkeeper Song was not what she had guessed.

Since entering the house, Manager Song has never mentioned Fang Chengyu, and he doesn't know what happened at home.

Although we have guessed that the enemy may be very close to them, it is really sad if he is really such a close person.

Is there anything more heartbreaking than being betrayed by your loved ones?

It's okay to be angry or happy after finding your enemy, and Mrs. Fang doesn't seem to be sad anymore.

She has enough sadness already.

"Okay." Shopkeeper Song put down the tea in his hand and stood up. "Now that we have finished talking about the matter, we will take our leave."

Old Mrs. Fang also stood up.

"It's getting late, let's eat at home," she said.

Mrs. Fang on the side couldn't help but glance at Old Mrs. Fang.

Why is the old lady so happy? She invited people to dinner. Something happened at home, and it would be inconvenient to have too many people around.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper Song declined with a smile.

"They have to hurry and can't give up their business," he said, pointing at the managers.

These were people from the various ticket offices who had come here. Upon hearing this, they all smiled and saluted.

"The old lady treated us to a feast during the Chinese New Year, and it hasn't been long since then. We can save some for next time. We can't eat it all at once." One of them laughed.

Old Mrs. Fang and the first wife both laughed and were about to send the person out when a maid ran in in a panic.

"The old lady and the eldest lady are not well, and the young master is not well again." she shouted.

Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang's expressions changed.

"What's wrong?" they asked in unison.

The maid did not say anything but looked at the shopkeeper Song and the stewards standing beside her. She seemed to be frightened and was speechless, unable to speak.

"Is Chengyu not feeling well?" Shopkeeper Song frowned as he looked at the maid's face. He then clapped his hands as he thought of something else. "Oh, by the way, Doctor Jiang from the Imperial Hospital in the capital has returned from visiting relatives. I know him from the past and I wanted to choose a day to invite him to see Chengyu. It's better to come today than to choose a day. Let him come now."

The Imperial Hospital's physician Jiang Youshu?

Old Mrs. Fang was stunned.

This imperial physician was highly skilled and his fame was second only to that of Dr. Zhang. They had tried to invite him several times, but he had agreed to come but had not been able to come due to various reasons.

Doctor Jiang’s ancestral home is indeed Yangcheng, but he left Yangcheng several generations ago and had never come to visit his relatives before. Why is he here suddenly now?

If it were any other time, Mrs. Fang would not have thought too much about it and would have been ecstatic, but at this moment, she just felt a chill all over her body.

Miss Jun said that the poison in Chengyu's body has been removed, so how could it escape the eyes of this imperial physician under such circumstances?

Why is it such a coincidence?

Visiting relatives? This year is not a festival. What relatives are they visiting? It is obvious that they are here to visit Fang Chengyu.

Is it really him?

Old Mrs. Fang looked at the shopkeeper Song and her expression suddenly became so sad that she almost couldn't stand steadily.

Why?