Chapter 129 Suspicion
Yu Qinghuan's slender neck was forced to tilt back, her tear-soaked eyelashes trembled violently, and her thin shoulders rested on the soft couch, wet with tears.
Even though Xie Zhiwen pinched her neck and questioned her, she bit her lower lip tightly and refused to let go.
The veins on the back of Xie Zhiwen's hands bulged like a coiled poisonous snake, and his red eyes stared at the pale, almost transparent face beneath him.
At this moment, he just wanted to know from Yu Qinghuan whether that person was his younger brother Xie Zhili and why he treated him like this.
But even when Yu Qinghuan bit her lips until they bled, Xie Zhiwen didn't hear her speak. The hand that was pinching her neck was trembling, "Why are you still protecting that person until this moment? Am I not good to you, or have you never had me in your heart from the beginning to the end..."
He didn't understand. Hadn't he treated Yu Qinghuan well? When he knew her situation, he went straight to her house to propose marriage. When he knew that the Yu family treated her badly, he promised her the position of wife and gave her enough face.
He asked himself that he had never done anything to let Yu Qinghuan down, and even during the year he was away from Beijing, he had remained devoted to her and had never changed. But now, what he got in return was such betrayal!
Yu Qinghuan's eyes turned red, "Don't ask anymore."
She tilted her head and buried her face in her messy black hair. Sobs escaped from her throat, and her chest rose and fell slightly with her sobs. She refused to give the furious man any response, only her fingertips that were clutching his collar were trembling.
Seeing her like this, Xie Zhiwen's heart broke into pieces. His fingertips lost strength, and his spasmodic fingertips subconsciously rubbed the tear mark on her chin.
"Ah Huan, do you have any difficulties..."
Yu Qinghuan just suppressed her tears and didn't respond. She looked like she couldn't explain the reason, which made Xie Zhiwen more certain of his guess.
Yu Qinghuan is so obedient, there must be someone forcing her.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhiwen loosened his grip on her neck and said, "Ah Huan, is someone forcing you? Tell me."
Half of his face was sunken in the shadows, and his tone was violent when he questioned, as if he wanted to chew up the pain and resentment surging in his chest.
Yu Qinghuan still refused to open his mouth, looking like he was going to take responsibility for everything.
Sang Ru knelt on the ground and cried, "Madam, now that things have come to this, please stop hiding it for others and tell the Marquis!"
Hearing this, Xie Zhiwen became even more certain that someone was forcing Yu Qinghuan.
He was furious and turned to look at Sang Ru, "Sang Ru, tell me, who is she hiding this for?"
Sang Ru knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, "Madam...Madam, she is..."
"Sang Ru! If you dare to talk nonsense, don't follow me anymore!" Yu Qinghuan looked panicked and scolded Sang Ru, not letting her speak.
Sang Ru was suddenly embarrassed. She looked at Yu Qinghuan, then at Xie Zhiwen, and didn't dare to speak again.
Xie Zhiwen almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Sang Ru, tell me what you know."
Sang Ru refused to speak.
Xie Zhiwen scolded coldly: "If you don't tell me, you will harm your wife!"
Sang Ru's eyes were red, and she banged her forehead heavily on the ground. She finally managed to utter, "It's...it's the old lady!"
She crawled on the ground, not daring to look up.
Xie Zhiwen's body trembled, and the blood drained from his face. It was as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat. His Adam's apple rolled several times, and his thin lips moved. He looked at Yu Qinghuan and finally squeezed out a sentence: "What does this have to do with my mother?"
Yu Qinghuan pursed her red lips, her face full of tear marks.
Sang Ru's voice was trembling. "When the news of your fall from the cliff reached the capital, the old lady thought you were dead. In order to prevent the Second Master from inheriting the title, she forced the lady to leave you a descendant..."
Xie Zhiwen's face was filled with disbelief. His hands clenched into fists beneath his sleeves, his knuckles crackling like bones shifting. "...How can we leave a legacy?"
As soon as he asked, his sleeve was pulled by Yu Qinghuan who was lying on the couch behind him.
Yu Qinghuan looked painfully surprised and shook his head at Xie Zhiwen. "Don't ask anymore, Lord. It's all my fault now. I beg you to stop asking."
Xie Zhiwen's face turned pale. How else could he leave a child...naturally he had to go out and borrow sperm.
How could my mother do such a thing? How could such a shameful thing happen in such a noble family?
Seeing Yu Qinghuan's painful expression, Xie Zhiwen felt bad, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Shouldn't she tell me about this kind of thing as soon as I come back?
Looking at the suspicion on Xie Zhiwen's face, Yu Qinghuan felt a chill in his heart and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
In her previous life, she was driven out of the Marquis' Mansion and had to return to the Yu family penniless. She was plotted against and ended up being beaten to death.
Yu Qinghuan felt sad. Her blood relatives only wanted to use her. She thought she had married a good man, but in the end she was divorced. People still doubted her words.
I have always been unworthy in my life.
Anger rose in Sang Ru's heart.
She suddenly got up from the ground, not even bothering to pretend to be pitiful. She pulled Xie Zhiwen out and protected her wife behind her.
"My Lord!"
"Don't you know that the old lady has the final say in the entire mansion? Others don't know the old lady's methods, and as her son, don't you know it too?"
Sang Ru looked like she was protecting her child, which frightened Yu Qinghuan.
Xie Zhiwen was also confused by the accusations, "I..."
Sang Ru: "Because she rejected the old lady's proposal, my daughter couldn't even drink a cup of hot tea for six months. Every day she had to eat leftovers from the kitchen. If she hadn't obeyed six months ago, she would have been kicked out of the mansion and left penniless on the streets!"
"Other girls can return to their parents' home after leaving their husband's family. Even if they don't, they still have dowries and betrothal gifts. But when my girl married you, she didn't have any dowry at all. On the second day after she entered the Marquis's Mansion, all the betrothal gifts were carried away by the old lady's people!"
"The title of Ningyuan Marquis's wife sounds nice, but you know the old lady's character very well. If you really treated my daughter well, why did you marry her and then delay handing over the storehouse key to my wife? Knowing that my daughter had no dowry, why didn't you say anything to stop the old lady when she was carrying away the betrothal gifts?"
"Besides, my wife has been divorced!"
"Now that you know what a shameful thing your mother did, instead of feeling sorry for my wife, you're questioning and questioning her!"
Sang Ru put her hands on her hips and spoke more and more excitedly, as if she wanted to vent all the frustrations she had felt for the past year or two.
Yu Qinghuan's eyes were sore and she covered her mouth to hold back the tears.
This girl Sang Ru...it's really worth loving her.
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