Chunsheng was startled by his excited appearance and instinctively hugged Ah Huang tighter, saying, "That's our second-in-command's umbrella. Does the young master want to borrow it, or does he want to buy it?"
"Second-in-command?"
Chunsheng pointed behind him.
Song Huai turned around in confusion and saw Shen Qiyin standing in front of the medicine cabinet in a plain white dress.
He suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you!"
"I completely forgot..."
That day at the Marquis of Wu'an's residence, if it weren't for her and her maid causing trouble, Feng Ruoying would have already had her reputation ruined and obediently married into the Marquis of Jianning's residence!
She ruined everything for her!
As his gaze swept over the oil-paper umbrella, Song Huai thought to himself, even the heavens are on his side, so he can't afford to miss this golden opportunity.
Coming to his senses, he asked Shen Qiyin, "Is that umbrella yours?"
Shen Qiyin replied calmly, "No."
Whose is that?
"have no idea."
"Don't know? How could I not know!" Song Huai instantly flared up: "Are you kidding me?!"
Are you a monkey?
"You're the monkey!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiyin shook her head earnestly: "I'm not a monkey, but I thought you were. Otherwise, why would you think I'm playing a trick on you?"
"you!"
Song Huai's face twisted with anger.
Finally, his face flushed and his neck bulged as he blurted out, "A good man doesn't argue with a woman!"
"I'll just ask you one question: where did you get this umbrella from?"
Da Zhuang saw that he was up to no good and was about to step forward, but Shen Qiyin stopped him with a look. Then, distracted, he replied, "Borrowed by a kind young master."
"If it was a loan, why didn't you return it?"
Shen Xiyin suddenly fell silent.
Just when Song Huai thought she was speechless and was about to make a final judgment, he heard her sigh softly, "It seems you really aren't a monkey. Monkeys are all clever."
Song Huai was about to curse!
"What do you mean?!" Are you calling him stupid?
Shen Qiyin, with an expression that suggested he didn't have high expectations of his intelligence, said in a nonchalant tone, "As I just said, I don't know the name of the person who borrowed the umbrella."
"You've only just heard it and you already don't remember it? You say your brain is as sharp as a monkey's? Who would believe that?"
He added at the end, "Maybe the monkeys believe it."
Song Huai immediately swallowed back the "I believe you" that was on the tip of his tongue.
As the son of a noble family, even if he was born out of wedlock, he was always superior to others. From childhood to adulthood, apart from being cornered and beaten up by the prince and Xiao Yan in the alley a few times, he had never suffered such humiliation!
If it weren't for the crowds and the presence of many eyes, he would have had her skinned alive long ago to vent his hatred!
However, even if he couldn't take action immediately, he still had ways to deal with her.
"Since you say you don't know who owns this umbrella, let me tell you: this umbrella belongs to my second brother!"
The "second brother" that Song Huai mentioned was his elder brother, Song Ye, the second young master of the Marquis of Jianning's mansion.
Shen Qiyin had never interacted with him in her previous life, so she did not recognize him.
However, after hearing Song Huai mention it, she recalled it carefully and realized that there did indeed seem to be a "Song" character written on the carriage, but the rain obscured her vision and she couldn't see it very clearly.
Seeing that she remained silent, Song Huai became even more enthusiastic: "Ordinary oiled paper umbrellas are coated with tung oil to protect them from rain, but if paintings are painted on the surface, they will inevitably fade over time."
"For this reason, my second brother specially invited an umbrella maker to the mansion and asked him to apply an extra layer of pine oil in addition to the tung oil."
"After being dried in this way, the ink will not bleed or fade even when exposed to water, keeping the umbrella surface looking new for a long time."
"More importantly, the blue and white porcelain on this umbrella was painted by my second brother himself!"
Shen Qiyin listened patiently to his rambling on and on for a long time, and then only replied with three words: "So?"
"So! How could my second brother lend you his carefully crafted umbrella for no reason!"
"Because he is good."
"..."
Song Huai almost exploded with anger at her!
Her words were so malicious that they reminded Song Huai of the day at the Marquis's residence when Xie Qing accused her of stealing Feng Ruoying's hairpin. She claimed that Feng Ruoying herself had given it to her because Feng Ruoying was kind-hearted.
At the time, Song Huai didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Seeing Xie Qing speechless, he even cursed her for being stupid in his heart. Now that he was in trouble himself, he realized how serious it was.
His brain was about to explode when he finally managed to squeeze out, "My second brother is indeed a kind person, but you are not."
"He's always been black and white, how could he possibly bother with you!"
"In my opinion, it must be your greed and vanity that led you to steal this exquisite umbrella when you saw it!"
Song Huai became more and more agitated as he spoke, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the servant beside him, "Go and report to the authorities!"
He'd be watching how she'd explain herself now that she'd been caught red-handed!
Even if he were to confront his second brother for confirmation, he wouldn't be afraid. One was his own brother, and the other was a complete stranger. It was easy to imagine who his second brother would side with; he would never allow his younger brother to be branded as someone who "slanders others."
Thinking of this, Song Huai smiled, his face contorted with rage: "Just say that I caught a thief."
"And she's a shameless female thief!"
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