Chapter 112: Raising a younger brother

"What deal?" Wen Yan hugged his mother, his face full of vigilance.

Although the woman in front of me had a sweet smile and was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

But after experiencing the fickleness of human nature so many times, he no longer believes that pie in the sky will fall.

Xie Zhuoning didn't waste any time and spoke directly and frankly, "I can help you deal with what happened tonight. Including the remaining few people, they will all disappear before dawn tomorrow and will never be implicated in any way, you and your son."

Anyway, these guys were street bullies who bullied, raped, and robbed people on a daily basis. If she killed them, she would be getting rid of harm to the people.

"As for the conditions," she paused, her eyes fell on Zhou Yaoniang's face, and she smiled slightly, "I hope Mrs. Zhou can help me get close to someone and get something I want."

Wen Yan objected immediately, "Mom, don't listen to her. Who knows where she comes from and what her purpose is? Why don't we report it to the police? Those people broke into your house and tried to do something indecent to you. We are just defending ourselves. Nothing will happen to us!"

"It's useless." Zhou Yaoniang shook her head bitterly.

Three people make a tiger. Her reputation has been ruined long ago.

No matter how much she explained, it would be hard for others to believe that she was innocent. Instead, they would think that she was the one who opened the door and let those men in.

Wen Yan's face turned pale, full of self-blame, "It's my fault. I clearly promised Dad that I would protect Mom..."

"My Yan'er is already great!" Zhou Yaoniang gently patted Wen Yan's back with her hand, her eyes seemed to be as soft as water, "Can you go out for a while, I want to talk to this sister alone?"

After coaxing her son out of the room, she bowed gracefully towards Xie Zhuoning.

"I know I have no choice but to agree, but can you tolerate me putting forward one small condition?"

Xie Zhuoning nodded, "You go ahead."

"I want Yan'er to follow the young lady, even if he is just a servant. I will let him go when he can stand on his own."

Zhou Yaoniang frowned worriedly, and spoke in a tone as if she was making arrangements for her final affairs.

She knew very well that if what she was asked to do was very simple, it would not be worth it for the woman in front of her to go to so much trouble to negotiate with her.

"Besides, you hold my son in your hands, so I can do my best to help you, right?"

Xie Zhuoning finally figured it out.

She was afraid that something bad might happen to her, so she wanted to find a way out for her son.

Poor parents in the world!

Xie Zhuoning couldn't help but think of the ending of this mother and son in their previous life.

After she used Zhou Yaoniang to bribe Yang He, Yang He successfully turned to Xiao Bicheng.

Zhou Yaoniang became Yang He's concubine, and Wen Yan also changed his status and became Yang Yan, the third son of Marquis of Changxing. Later, he was still in the Nanyang Army and was entrusted with important tasks by Yang He.

It can be said that the fate of both mother and son was changed because of her in both lives.

You sow the seeds, and you reap the fruits.

Xie Zhuoning paused and said, "I agree to your terms. If you don't mind, I am willing to acknowledge him as my brother."

"Sworn brother?" Zhou Yaoniang was stunned.

"I forgot to mention it," Xie Zhuoning introduced herself solemnly, word by word, "My name is Xie Zhuoning, and I'm the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenyang!"

The moment she heard her identity, Zhou Yaoniang's face was filled with surprise.

After a long while, she trembled and said, "Are you serious about what you just said?"

Xie Zhuoning nodded, "I would like to swear on the reputation of the Xie family for generations of loyalty that I will not say a single word in vain."

"Then I'm relieved." Zhou Yaoniang breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile finally became more genuine. "Miss, just tell me what you want me to do, and I will do my best."

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Coming out of the house, Xie Zhuoning raised his hands and ordered, "Deal with those people."

Just as his men were about to do it, Wen Yan stepped forward and said, "I want to go!"

Everyone stopped and looked at Xie Zhuoning.

Xie Zhuoning looked at Wen Yan, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Wen Yan clenched his five fingers and grabbed the bloody hatchet again, "I want to kill those beasts who bullied my mother with my own hands!"

"Okay, you're brave!" Xie Zhuoning smiled and nodded, agreeing, "Come see me when you're done."

After returning to the Zhenyang Marquis Mansion, Xie Zhuoning thought about it and called Fuling.

"Send someone to clean up Zhixingyuan."

Fuling asked happily, "But the young master is coming back to live here?"

Zhixingyuan was the residence of Xie Minglang.

Although Zhenyang Marquis Mansion was Xie Minglang's home, he lived there wholeheartedly and never came back to stay there for a day.

Xie Zhuoning shook his head gently, "It's not him. The Zhenyang Marquis's Mansion will soon have a second young master."

Having said that, she immediately asked someone to spread out paper and grind ink.

It is better to inform your father as soon as possible about adopting a son.

After finishing the letter, Xie Zhuoning felt hungry and was having breakfast when Wen Yan was led in.

He changed into new clothes and tied up his hair with a crown. The boy had a straight frame, thick eyebrows like swords, and a pair of eyes that sparkled, seemingly more scorching than the scorching sun.

"Where is my mother?" The first question he asked was:

Xie Zhuoning picked up the chopsticks and tapped his head, "Call me sister."

He covered his head, somewhat unconvinced.

So Xie Zhuoning hit him again without hesitation, "If you want your mother to come back safely, you'd better behave yourself."

After hearing this, Wen Yan could only swallow her words no matter how unwilling she was to accept it. She whispered, "Sister."

"Louder!"

"elder sister!"

Xie Zhuoning was finally satisfied.

"From now on, you will be the adopted son of my father, the Marquis of Zhenyang. I will have someone teach you how to read and write, as well as how to master strategy and martial arts. Don't you want to become strong to protect your mother? Then study hard and don't be lazy, understand?"

With the experience of Xie Minglang, Xie Zhuoning dared not let things go anymore.

Don't raise a person, you will raise an enemy.

"Got it, sister!" Wen Yan answered loudly and tactfully.

Xie Zhuoning's eyes softened.

Wen Yan is about the same age as Xie Minglang, or even younger.

But what makes him better than Xie Minglang is that he has hit rock bottom and knows what it feels like to lose everything and be powerless.

So as long as he is given a little hope and opportunity, he will grab it and climb up without hesitation.

Waving him over to sit down and eat with her, Xie Zhuoning picked up a crab roe bun and gave it to him, "Try it, this is the work of my chef Shiso."

Wen Yan took a bite of the hot bun, and for some reason, his eyes became moist.

Xie Mansion.

Xie Wanyin was furious. "You piece of crap, you can't even apply medicine properly, what's the point of having you?"

The maid immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

But she didn't even bother to listen. She quickly checked her face in the mirror. The more she looked, the more upset she became. "I've been applying the medicine for so long, why isn't it getting better?"

She finally saw the methods used by the palace maids.

After dozens of slaps, her face was disfigured.

Originally, because the Queen said that she was uneducated, few people came to propose marriage to her.

If she gets disfigured, won't anyone want her even less?

Just when she was getting anxious and angry, Xie Minglang ran up to her door.

"Sister Wanyin, I wanted to withdraw some money from Yunjinxuan's account, but the cashier told me that there was no money in the account. What happened?"