Chapter 218 The Revenge for Interception
Perhaps it was because news of the autumn hunt had spread, but shops were suddenly overflowing with orders for new clothes.
With new clothes made, new jewelry is needed.
As a result, the jewelry store was also packed.
Originally, because of the matter concerning the eldest princess, he had been quiet for quite some time.
It's packed again, and Shuang'er is so busy she can barely keep her feet on the ground, but she can't stop smiling every day!
Meng Shilan was free and noticed that Fu'er had grown quite a bit taller recently, and could no longer wear last year's autumn clothes.
We hired an embroiderer to come to our home to take measurements and tailor clothes for everyone.
The embroiderer said, "Miss Meng has had so many people making autumn clothes lately that the samples have all been taken to other mansions."
"We'll take your measurements today, and I'll bring the sample material to see you first thing tomorrow morning."
Meng Shilan: "Okay."
The clothes were made at the beginning of the year, and apart from the children, everyone else's appearance hasn't changed much.
The next day, Meng Shilan waited at home for the embroiderer to deliver the sample fabric.
As it approached noon, only a little girl arrived.
Meng Shilan rarely got angry. "If they can't come, can't they at least send someone to tell them?"
"Or is it that your master has already looked down on even the business of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion?"
The little girl knelt down, her head covered in sweat.
"Miss Meng, Sister Haitang was all ready early this morning. Just as we were about to leave, Miss Zhou arrived, and Sister Haitang accidentally bumped into her..."
Her voice paused for a moment, then she couldn't help but whisper in defense, "I clearly saw her bump into me."
"Sister Haitang was punished by being made to kneel and serve us, and she wasn't going to let us leave."
"The shopkeeper was also called to serve me closely. The shop has been busy lately and there are no extra staff. I came out to serve tea and deliver the message."
“Miss Zhou?” Meng Shilan remembered that the only unmarried daughter of the Zhou family was Zhou Wanhui.
But Zhou Wanhui is usually gentle and mild-mannered; when did she become so domineering?
This style is reminiscent of Song Jiyun.
The little girl nodded. "Yes, when we left, I was talking to Sister Haitang, and I reminded her to be careful with the guests."
Meng Shilan pursed her lips tightly. "What are you talking about?"
The little girl lowered her head. "Today is my birthday. Sister Haitang said that after delivering the sample cloth to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, she'll take me to eat at Dexinglou..."
"I understand. You can go back now. It's the same if you send it tomorrow."
Meng Shilan understood everything. Song Jiyun had heard that the sample material was being sent to her, which was why he was deliberately detaining her.
The next day, when the embroiderer Haitang came again, she did not make things difficult for her.
I only asked a couple of questions.
"Have the two young ladies of the Zhou family already ordered their clothes?"
"How long does it take to finish the garment?"
Although Haitang didn't understand, she still answered.
Meng Shilan smiled.
Then, she waited patiently for a month.
Finally, the day came when the little maid who had come last time secretly brought the news, and she took Shuang'er and Fu'er to the embroidery shop to see the new clothes.
When they entered the embroidery shop, Song Jiyun and Zhou Wanhui were drinking tea.
Zhou Wanhui is one year younger than Zhou Wanqing, but she is much more self-possessed and stable than Zhou Wanqing!
Whether it was in the British public residence in the past or now.
She and Zhou Wanhui didn't have much interaction.
Song Jiyun never expected to encounter this today.
Her eyes darted away for a moment, then met his gaze confidently.
"What a coincidence, it's Miss Meng."
Unlike Song Jiyun, Zhou Wanhui was not hypocritical; she bowed and nodded.
Meng Shilan gave her a half-smile.
Then, as if she didn't recognize her, she said, "Is this Miss Zhou? Why do you look so different?"
Song Jiyun almost lost face.
Zhou Wanhui immediately knew that she wanted revenge for intercepting the embroiderer a month ago.
She shut her mouth.
With her grandmother protecting her, Song Jiyun was still unmarried and a member of the Zhou family, so she couldn't ignore her grandmother's feelings.
Meng Shilan is Jiang Shiyao, and she had already heard her third sister mention it.
With the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion as her backing and her elder brother's darling, she was even less likely to offend him.
At this point, the best course of action is to keep your distance.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wanhui silently took two steps back.
The shopkeeper was already drenched in sweat.
A month has passed, and she thought it was all over.
In a corner on the second floor, the little girl who had been tipping off the host excitedly pulled her older sister, Haitang, to watch the show.
When Miss Meng told her to come to the Zhou family to pick up her clothes, she knew that Haitang's revenge could be taken.
Song Jiyun felt as if everyone was watching her.
She was as obedient as a dog in front of Old Madam Zhou of the Zhou family.
Only when she's outside does she receive the respectful title of "Miss".
She felt as if she had finally returned to the time when the Song family was still around and her brother was still alive.
She looked at the smile in Meng Shilan's eyes and almost gritted her teeth to powder.
She had deliberately lured Bucha to Dongshan Manor, yet Bucha didn't kill her!
How come she's so lucky!
Whether she poisoned her or hired a hitman, she survived perfectly well!
He finally died.
She believed that all her hopes and desires would come true once there were no obstacles.
But there was nothing there.
There's nothing left... My home is gone, my mother is gone, and my brother is gone too.
In the end, this woman actually came back!
He even rose to the top of the social ladder!
How could she accept this!
No matter what the cost, she'll drag her down to hell with her!
Meng Shilan was not unaware of the fleeting hatred in her eyes.
She suddenly realized that if Song Jiyun died immediately, she would not feel any joy.
In the past, Song Jiyun used tricks on her.
How could she not return them all?
Frame-ups, rumors, poisoning, witchcraft, assassins.
If no one protects her.
Which one cannot be used to convict?
A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Yes, I remember now, it was Miss Song who almost walked in."
There were quite a few people at the embroidery shop.
The court has undergone significant changes in the past two years, with many officials being newly promoted.
If no one specifically brought it up, few people would remember the Song family now.
However, everyone had heard about this much-talked-about incident involving the Zhou family, but no one knew who the person in charge was.
Now that Meng Shilan has pointed it out directly, they've really looked over.
Song Jiyun's hands, hidden in his sleeves, began to tremble.
Everyone's gaze was like a blazing fire, almost burning through her skin!
She bit her tongue hard.
Only then can she maintain her sanity!
She can't!
She can't be treated like a madwoman like her mother.
Meng Shilan saw a familiar scene in Song Jiyun's eyes.
Her eyes flashed.
Then, seemingly out of concern, she asked, "Miss Song, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Miss Song, you still need to take care of your health. Taking care of Madam Zhou is important, but your own health is important too!"
Song Jiyun suddenly looked at her.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he were about to pounce like a wild beast at any moment.
Shuang'er was startled by her appearance.
She pulled her sister back several steps.
"What...what are you going to do? My sister is worried about you, you...you..."
This retreat.
Almost everyone witnessed Song Jiyun's ferocious expression.
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