After being divorced for three years, the bad husband brought his son to ask for forgiveness

Chapter 14: It's hard to describe Yan Chaonian

"Why did you send someone to block me?"

After seeing Jiang Wencheng's embarrassment, Yan Chaonian felt much more comfortable and did not answer Jiang Wenchen's question at all, "I'm very busy, please speak quickly if you have something to say."

Seeing that she was still holding her temper, Jiang Wencheng frowned, "Since you happened to run into me on the street, you must know the inn where I'm staying. Yuan'er is your own son, so why can't you come and see him?"

Yan Chaonian sneered, knowing that this person was taking things for granted, acting as if she had deliberately planned to "encounter" him by chance. Where did her confidence come from?

"You think too much. Meeting you was purely accidental. I never dreamed that I would see you here again. I didn't sleep well that night."

Disgusted.

But Jiang Wencheng felt that she was too excited. He also thought that it was useless to expose her little tricks, and she would not admit it, so he said, "It's been three years, don't you worry about whether Yuan'er is doing well?"

"He has a grandmother who dotes on him, a stepmother he likes, and you as his father. Why should I worry about him?"

Yan Chaonian sniffed and felt that the smell of this inn was unpleasant, with a musty smell. "He is the eldest grandson of your uncle's family, and his status is noble. If that's the case, you won't let him suffer any grievances."

"Of course, if you kick him out of the house and leave him with nowhere to go, I will take him in."

"But will you kick him out of the Earl's house?"

Jiang Wenchen was dissatisfied with Yan Chaonian's attitude towards him. He was always gentle and kind to him before, but now he spoke to him in a sarcastic tone. He had lost his honorable status and even his dignity.

"No matter where he is, he is your son after all. You should consider him more."

Yan Chaonian smiled, "Isn't it too late to say this now?"

"I wanted to consider him back then. Who said that I was too money-grubbing to teach children? Who said that I was vulgar, that I was of humble origin and had no knowledge, and that I was not suitable to teach children?"

Is it true that he has said everything and she is the only villain?
"Okay, I'm not here to argue with you about these things today."

Taking a deep breath, "If you want to reminisce about the past, we have nothing to reminisce about. If you want me to go back to the Bo's Mansion and work like a slave for your family, forget it. After leaving the Bo's Mansion, I realized how vast the world is. Whoever likes to live in the backyard and be picked on can go there."

She thought she had made it clear enough, but Jiang Wencheng just frowned, looked her up and down, and finally asked, "Do you still have grievances?"

Every word she said just now was filled with resentment. "Mother said that because she wanted to teach you and do it for your own good. You don't know her painstaking efforts, so why do you still feel resentful?"

Yan Chaonian felt that he couldn't explain it to him clearly, so this trip today was unnecessary. "Let's get down to business. What is your purpose in sending people to wait for me?"

Of course he wanted her to bring the money, but how could Jiang Wencheng say that?

An attendant named Cui Yong bowed and said politely, "Madam Fu Yan, the master and the young master have been thinking about you for the past three years."

"I don't believe that."

Yan Chaonian squinted his eyes, "No need to beat around the bush, if you have something to say, just say it, if not, I'm leaving."

Cui Yong, who wanted to appeal to his emotions, gave a dry laugh and could only say that Jiang Wencheng was robbed, exaggerating the thief's abominations. Yan Chaonian interrupted him, "I didn't steal it."

Cui Yong was even more embarrassed, "Of course not Madam Yan."

Yan Chaonian, pretending to be confused, seemed relieved. "I thought they were going to pin it on me. It felt strangely familiar. I thought they could frame me again after three years. If you knew it wasn't me, why did you tell me?"

"Did you report it to the official?"

Cui Yong gritted his teeth and continued, "We've reported it to the police. It was a thief. It will take time for the government to solve the case. The master and the young master were robbed of all their clothes. We'll wait." "Nonsense again."

Yan Chaonian interrupted Cui Yong again at the right time, pointing at the clothes thrown casually at the end of the bed, "That's it, it looks quite new to me."

Cui Yong's mouth twitched slightly. Of course it's new, just bought, but the old man and the young master don't wear it and think it's not good. What can they do?
"You are a noble man, and you always wear silk and satin. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to wear such cloth."

He said it so bluntly, Mrs. Yan should know what he meant, right?
Yan Chaonian looked at him disapprovingly, "That's because you don't understand your master. Your master once said that as long as he can be with the one he loves, he will be happy with coarse linen clothes, simple meals, and even be willing to be a farmer."

"So, you worry too much. Besides, your master is a man of noble character. Silk and satin are a bondage to him and make him uncomfortable. He never cares about material possessions, so how could he care about these things?"

These were the words Jiang Wencheng said when he was determined to marry Jia Ruzhen. Now that they have been returned to him exactly as they were, he can be said to have "gotten what he wished for."

"enough!"

Jiang Wencheng was filled with anger, staring at Yan Chaonian, "You still say you have no grudges, can you still remember these words until now?"

"I thought you had changed, but you're even worse than you were three years ago. I don't think you need to go back to the Bo's Mansion."

Yan Chaonian was speechless, not knowing how he showed that he wanted to go back to the Bo's Mansion. "You really need to cure this disease of talking to yourself."

"you"

Jiang Wencheng's face flushed with anger, "This is totally unreasonable."

Seeing him like this, Yan Chaonian felt inexplicably better. "Anyway, we have nothing to do with each other. What I do has nothing to do with you."

"Okay, since there's nothing else to do, I won't stay any longer."

After turning around, he stopped again and said sideways: "It is said that a gentleman's words are as good as gold. Although there is a certain gap between you and a gentleman, the words you say are like spit on the ground. It is not appropriate to lick them back."

"I've already said I won't see you again, so let's really not see you again."

"If you send someone to wait for me at the gate of Jinfang again, hoping to ruin my job, I will not be polite if I find out again. I will treat you as a thief."

After saying that, he turned around and left, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally.

Cui Yong saw her leave like this without any reluctance at all, and sighed quietly in his heart, thinking what was going on.

"Master, Madam Yan is gone."

What awaited him was Jiang Wencheng's glare. Cui Yong shrank his neck and said, "I'll go see the young master."

As soon as he left, Jiang Wencheng pounded the bed heavily. Yan was smarter than before and actually knew how to put on airs at the critical moment. She became complacent when she knew that he had sent someone to look for her. It seemed that he would leave her alone for a while.

The temper that has been wild for three years needs to be tamed.

Jiang Chongyuan was reading in his room. He said he was reading but he was actually observing the actions of the people next door. Unfortunately, someone was watching him and he couldn't go out. When he saw Cui Yong coming in, he asked, "How's it going? Did that woman go to buy me some clothes?"

"Will you tell her that I only wear the finest brocade?"

Cui Yong regretted coming here again. He could only carefully tell him the truth. Jiang Chongyuan was a little surprised to learn that the person had left just like that. "Did she ask about me just now?"

Cui Yong could only tell the truth, and Jiang Chongyuan was so angry that he threw the book in his hand, "She did it on purpose, she is just petty."

(End of this chapter)