The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 217 The sobbing was so heartbreaking.

When Yu Tingwan stepped out of the house, her steps were unsteady.

It wasn't that she was easy to coax, it was just that Wei Zhao was too pretentious.

His dark hair was disheveled, still showing signs of weariness, yet a smile played on his lips. It was just a simple kiss, but it held her tightly, as if he could meld her into his very bones.

They hadn't done anything shameful, yet they were still bewitching.

like……

He does seem to be quite handsome.

"Mom."

Hui Niang came out of the kitchen and was somewhat surprised to see her.

"Aren't you next door?"

She guessed, "Is it because you're worried about Ah Lang that you came back to check on him? I'll take care of things at home, so you don't need to worry."

No, I'm back to beat him up.

In Hui Niang's heart, she was truly a sensible daughter-in-law.

After Yu Tingwan went out, she ran into Liu Yan, who was also coming out of the Zhao family's house.

When Liu Yan saw her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She thought Yu Tingwan was going back to settle accounts.

Yu Tingwan's eyes crinkled with joy, radiating an undisguised delight.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Liu Yan couldn't help but have her eye on her. She looked back and pulled her to a corner to talk.

"he……"

Liu Yan: "Do you think I have a chance?"

"My reputation isn't very good."

They spend all their time in the public eye doing business.

She is three years older than him.

"He's a scholar, while I seem to know nothing but how to use an abacus and have a few stinking coins."

Yu Tingwan was caught off guard.

In her memory, this didn't sound like something Liu Yan would say. Previously, when she had her eye on Lu Xuezi, she had been fearless and undaunted.

Liu Yan felt uncomfortable under her gaze.

"What are you looking at? There's no flower on your face."

Yu Tingwan: "Are you serious?"

Liu Yan whispered, "I used to be a bit unreliable, and I was casual about matters of marriage."

"I figured that since I have money, there would always be people willing to go after me. I'm after my image, and they're after my money, so it's a win-win situation."

Yu Tingwan asked in bewilderment, "But aren't you still concerned about saving face?"

"That's different."

Liu Yan didn't know what to say.

Yu Tingwan: "You shouldn't ask me about matters of the heart."

She herself was bewildered.

but……

"If you want to get married, both parties must be willing to give and take, and both sets of elders must have no objections."

“Ayu is the only son in his family, and his uncle and aunt will never let him become a live-in son-in-law.”

Yu Tingwan stated her position.

"If it's just a passing fancy, don't provoke him."

“Ayu has experienced some things and now avoids women. If he were to marry, he would definitely want someone who can live a good life with him. He is timid and cannot be easily fooled. If you act as you have today, I will not say anything. But if you disturb him and make his condition worse, I am not afraid to break ties with you.”

Liu Yan seemed to be deep in thought.

He frowned deeply upon hearing what had happened.

Who!

Even someone as protective as Zhao Yu deserves to be hurt!

But she became unhappy when she heard the last sentence.

She complained, "We've known each other for quite a while now."

For a man...

No, this is a very important man.

Yu Tingwan said expressionlessly, "Look at me."

"What are you looking at?"

"Look if my head has been smashed by a rock and is filled with water."

Liu Yan: ...

Yu Tingwan said calmly, "Since he calls me 'cousin-in-law,' would I be someone who doesn't distinguish between close and distant relatives?"

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The streets were wide and long, bustling with people.

Teahouses, taverns, pharmacies... all kinds of shops lined the streets.

Zexian County has changed a lot and is no longer as lifeless as it used to be.

The tall and imposing Constable Zhu followed behind Yang Weiwen, looking uneasy.

"My lord." "Do you know why Imperial Censor He wants to see me?"

He had only been working for Yang Weiwen for a short time, so how could he not be nervous about meeting such an important person?

Yang Weiwen led Constable Zhu into the teahouse and up the stairs.

"The master specifically requests to see you."

"I figured you've been in Ze County for many years, so what questions does the master have for you?"

"If you know the answer, speak frankly and do not conceal it. If you do not know, do not make things up. Just answer honestly and there is no need to be nervous. The adults will not make things difficult for you."

This reassured Officer Zhu.

With a creaking sound.

Yang Weiwen pushed open the door and went inside.

"Sir, Constable Zhu has been brought here."

He Xuran was dressed in casual clothes and brewing tea.

Standing behind him, unsmiling and stern, was the trusted confidant sent by Grand Tutor Gu to protect him.

He Xuran didn't look up, focusing on what he was doing.

"Let him in."

Yang Weiwen: "Yes."

Officer Zhu lowered his head, his eyes not daring to wander.

He knelt down: "Greetings, Your Excellency."

As he entered, He Xuran's tea was ready.

The tea from Ze County is not as good as that from the capital.

He took a sip and then stopped drinking.

"All go out."

These words were spoken to Gu Taifu's confidants and Yang Weiwen.

Watching the two leave and close the door, Officer Zhu lowered his head even further.

He heard He Xuran ask.

Were you present during the fire at the Yu family home seven years ago?

Officer Zhu: "Yes."

"I was incompetent; by the time I received the report and arrived, it was too late. The fire was simply too big."

"Tell me everything you know."

Without giving it any further thought, Officer Zhu quickly recalled the events.

He said, "At the time, thick smoke was billowing, and no one dared to approach."

"The deceased, Yu Jingcheng, was carrying his daughter when he came out."

At this point, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Half of her body was burned beyond recognition, but the child in her arms was perfectly protected, not even a single hair was burned."

"To be honest, sir, Ze County is only a small place. Yu Jingcheng is one of the most capable people in the escort agency. He may look fierce, but he is known for loving his wife and daughters."

"He handed the crying child to the younger one and rushed back to save his wife, but unfortunately... he never made it out."

At this point, Constable Zhu glanced cautiously at He Xuran.

He Xuran looked dazed.

It seemed like they were listening, but then again, they weren't.

I want to listen, but I'm afraid to listen.

He cleaned up many of Gu Wu's messes.

Every time Gu Wu called him "uncle," he couldn't bring himself to harden his heart.

The Gu family daughter is of noble status.

Once she entered the palace, the man in the Cining Palace doted on her even more.

But the true bloodline has stumbled and struggled all the way.

He Xuran asked in a hoarse voice, "And then?"

Officer Zhu had no choice but to continue, even though he was reluctant. He remembered what happened back then very well.

"The young girl from the Yu family fainted from crying. But the Yu family had no relatives, and the junior staff couldn't bear to leave her at the yamen, so they had no choice but to send her home."

“My wife saw how pitiful she was and complained that I had taken the person home, but she was also soft-hearted and held her in her arms to comfort her.”

"But when she woke up, she wouldn't eat or drink anything. At first, she kept asking to see her parents, but then she stopped saying a word."

"She ran away during the night when we weren't paying attention."

The Zhu family was extremely worried, fearing that something might have happened to the child.

"Finally... it was found in the ruins of the Yu family."

He couldn't help but feel sad as he spoke.

“I don’t know where this child got the paper money from, but he’s burning it there.”

"No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't light the tinderbox. I don't know if it was because I was anxious or sad, but I knelt on the ground and tears streamed down my face."

"She was sobbing so sadly."

"I felt bad watching her like this, so I went over and helped her burn the paper money. I helped her burn the paper money."

"The little girl asked me with red eyes if it was because she was bad and always caused trouble that her parents didn't want her."