Qian came to Jiang Yan and reached out to grab the banknote.

However, Jiang Yan desperately protected the banknotes and refused to let go.

"Mother, Tan Lang is in trouble and needs money urgently. Lend me these banknotes and I will find a way to pay you back later."

"It's Tan Xin again!" Qian gritted her teeth in anger and said, "It's not enough that you have owed a lot of debts in the gambling house because of him.

Now, for his sake, you come to my room and steal my coffin book!

"Jiang Yan, you are a traitor. For a man, you even gave up your mother!"

"Mom, what gambling house? Isn't that the debt that big brother owes? You can't put the blame on me.

Besides, haven't those debts been paid off? Just give me these banknotes so that Tan Lang can deal with the emergency."

"No, give me back the banknote!"

Qian grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and stopped her from leaving.

Jiang Yan frowned impatiently and pushed her away.

Qian's health has not yet fully recovered.

After being pushed by Jiang Yan, he immediately took several steps back and fell backwards.

Her head hit the corner of the table.

"mother……"

Seeing her fall, Jiang Yan's heart tightened.

She was just about to go forward to check if she was hurt anywhere.

However, just as she took a step, she saw Qian staring at her and raising her hand in front of her.

"Silver note, give me back my silver...silver note!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan paused.

She looked at Qian, then at the banknote in her hand.

"Mom, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Yan took a step back, took the banknote, turned around and ran away quickly.

Qian looked at her leaving back, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Come back, come back to me..."

Before Qian could finish her words, her right hand dropped quickly.

Her eyes widened as she stared towards the door.

Bright red blood flowed from under the head.

When the servants found her, her body was already stiff.

Jiang Huaishu received the news and sent people to invite several doctors back.

However, after seeing Qian, the doctors all shook their heads.

"Please accept my condolences, my Lord!"

"My Lord, the old lady is already dead, you should prepare for her funeral!"

At 3:00 p.m., Yangyang woke up.

She stretched herself and climbed up from the bed.

Thinking about what I just saw in the interior scene, my mood became brighter.

[The old witch is dead, dead for good. There is one less person causing trouble for my mother! ]

[Jiang Yan, that unfilial daughter, is still in the restaurant, flirting with Tan Xin.]

[I'm really curious, if she knew that she was the one who killed her own mother, how would she react? ]

The childish voice slowly entered Yun Wanrou's ears.

Her hand holding the needle and thread froze and she was a little dazed.

Is Qian dead?

Should she go to the Marquis' Mansion to congratulate Jiang Huaishu?

Yun Wanrou's eyes curved, with a hint of cunning flashing across them.

She waved to Wangshu and whispered something in her ear.

Yangyang: “…”

【Why do adults like to whisper? 】

【Is there anything I can't listen to? 】

[I want to listen too, mother, please tell me something in private too! ]

Yangyang pouted and looked at Yun Wanrou eagerly.

Wangshu was stunned for a moment when he heard her words.

"Miss, are you...are you sure?"

"Go!"

"promise!"

Wangshu responded and hurriedly left the room.

Yangyang tilted her head and looked at Yun Wanrou, her eyes filled with curiosity.

[What did my mother say to Aunt Wangshu, and why was Aunt Wangshu so surprised? ]

[Hey, why is it that even though my hearing has improved a lot, I still can't hear your whispers? ]

[Does whispering have some magical power that specifically suppresses my hearing? ]

Yangyang grabbed the quilt, feeling a little unhappy.

She decided that from today on, the thing she hated most was people whispering in front of her!

…

White cloth and white lanterns were hung at the gate of Anyuan Marquis Mansion.

Ever since Jiang Huaishu and Yun Wanrou divorced, the Marquis's Mansion has been going from bad to worse.

Except for the side branches who came to pay their respects, not a single minister from the court came.

Jiang Huaishu was wearing a linen robe, kneeling in front of the coffin, looking a little dazed.

"My Lord, Miss Yun... Miss Yun's maid is here."

The servant's voice slowly reached Jiang Huaishu's ears.

"Wangshu?"

Jiang Huaishu frowned and looked at the servant.

"Where's Yun Wanrou? Why doesn't she come in person to pay her respects to her mother? Do you want to get rid of her by sending a maid?"

"My Lord, you have a bad temper. My young lady has already divorced you. You have no obligation to come and pay your respects to the old lady."

Wangshu's voice came slowly from outside the door.

Jiang Huaishu looked in the direction of the sound.

Seeing her walking in slowly in a bright red dress, his brows suddenly furrowed even tighter.

"My mother is dead, why are you wearing such festive clothes?"

"It was the Marquis' mother who died, not me. Why can't I dress more festively?"

Wangshu came to the door and stopped, with no intention of stepping into the mourning hall.

Jiang Huaishu gritted his teeth, his cheeks turning red with anger.

Wangshu waved to the person behind him, as if he didn't see that he was angry.

"Please carry in the gifts my young lady sent you!"

As Wangshu's voice fell, a pitch-black coffin was carried in by four strong men.

Jiang Huaishu was startled and stood up quickly.

"What are you doing?"

“My young lady is worried that the old lady died too hastily and the Marquis can’t order a coffin.

The young lady was kind enough to send a servant to bring the coffin to the old lady.

The young lady also said, "Coffin, coffin, promotion and wealth. I wish you a bright future!"

"Yun Wanrou, you are such a bastard!"

Jiang Huaishu narrowed his eyes, his eyes turned red with anger.

He raised his hand and pointed outward angrily.

"Get out of here!"

Wangshu felt uneasy when he said these words.

Her young lady originally instructed the person delivering the coffin to say these words.

But she was worried that they would forget the words, so she came to the Marquis' Mansion in person.

When she said those words just now, she was only concerned about having fun and forgot that she was now on Jiang Huaishu's territory.

Thinking back on it now, I feel a little scared.

If Jiang Huaishu suddenly goes crazy, she will be finished!

Although Wangshu was afraid in his heart, he still pretended to be calm.

After all, she came to the Marquis' Mansion today to give gifts and represented her young lady.

No matter what you lose, you must not lose your momentum.

Thinking of this, Wangshu waved to the four strong men.

"Put the coffin down!"

After saying this, Wangshu quickly slipped away.

The sturdy man also felt that the atmosphere was not right and did not dare to stay any longer.

Watching them follow Wangshu away, Jiang Huaishu kicked the coffin in anger.

"Come back, take your coffins with you and get out of here!"

Jiang Huaishu's angry roar slowly came out from the mourning hall.

His voice reminded Wangshu.

She paused and turned to look in the direction of the mourning hall.

"If you want to know how the old lady died, go ask Miss Jiang Yanjiang!"