Wanjin Lady

Chapter 119 First-hand Information

Before Wen Wan could say anything, Feng Shuigen became anxious. "Young Master, don't send her away! My brother once delivered firewood to the nunnery. He said the nuns there are having a miserable life. Their faces are all so pale. It's like a den of the dead!"

Wen Wan suddenly became angry, "Who said I wanted to send her away!"

"Who said I wanted to send her away?" Wen Wan suddenly became angry and said fiercely, "If I send her away, I will die a miserable death!"

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Wen Wan has a headache.

As soon as she returned home, the servant came to report that Old Man Wen wanted to ask her to come over.

Wen Wan first went to the backyard to see Lu Ping.

She was in much better spirits today, and her eyes looked much clearer than the previous two days. However, the wounds on her body had not yet scabbed over, and the bruises extended from her belly to her neck. The swelling on her face had not subsided, and her cheeks were a size larger than before.

I just took some eye medicine and can see things barely.

Hongmei helped her do rehabilitation in the yard.

Her throat was injured, and her vocal cords were injured, so her voice was hoarse like an old man, "Big... girl."

Lu Ping was very happy to see Wen Wan. She grinned and her smile was still as bright as before.

It was as if that night... was just a nightmare.

Hongmei once told her privately that Luping could not remember what happened that night. She only said that she went out that night, but she was hesitant and could not say what exactly happened.

Self-protection triggers memory regression, and the brain selectively forgets painful memories.

Wen Wan felt a sharp, sour taste rushing up her nose. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Lu Ping's face. She didn't know what to say, so she just rambled on. "The weather has been great these past few days, so get out and about more. You have to take your medicine on time. Send Hongmei to buy you anything you want to eat. Didn't you used to like the desserts from that dessert shop on West Street? They just have a new pear cake. I brought you a box. Try it later."

"Hey...thank you, young lady." Lu Ping raised her head and smiled, saying word by word, "I feel...much better! Now...is the critical time for winemaking, the winery...the winery...can't be away without people. I...will be able to go back...back...to help you...with the work...soon!"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Everyone is waiting for you."

Before leaving, Wen Wan suddenly remembered something and, suppressing her discomfort, whispered to Hong Mei, "Remember to give her a bowl of contraceptive soup."

Hongmei's face was pale, and her eyes were already swollen from crying, and the swelling hadn't subsided yet.

She wiped her tears and said, "Auntie Chen asked the medicine lady to prepare it long ago, and she mixed it with the tranquilizing soup and drank it last night."

Hongmei clenched her fists, a cruel look on her face. "Girl... aren't we going to report it to the police? Are we just going to let those bastards get away with it?"

Wen Wan shook her head. "If I report it to the police, she'll have to testify in court, recalling and recounting over and over how those beasts abused her. I don't want to... push her into the spotlight again."

Tears welled up in Hongmei's eyes, and remorse and guilt almost overwhelmed her. She covered her face in pain, but tears flowed through her fingers. "Girl... it's all my fault. I should have gone that day... it was Lu Ping who volunteered... if I had gone... perhaps none of this would have happened."

The young lady, however, was cold and stern. "It's pointless to talk about this now."

Hongmei sobbed and asked her, "Then what's the point?"

The man chuckled, "Of course it only makes sense to repay an eye with an eye and a tooth with a tooth."

When he returned to the study, Old Man Wen was sitting inside waiting for him.

Zhao Heng and Mr. Tu were sitting on both sides of him.

Wenwan sat down as she was told.

Father Wen had been gloomy these past two days, looking much older. He slammed his fist on the table and said, "This matter... is directed at Wen Wan. We don't have any other enemies in Ping County."

"That girl, Lüping... took the blame for Wenwan!" "This is outrageous!"

"Too deceiving!"

Old Man Wen's lower eyelids twitched as he suppressed his anger. Wen Wan had been very busy these past two days, dealing with winemaking in the winery, Lu Ping's accident, and developing new wine. She had hardly closed her eyes, and she had lost a lot of weight. When Old Man Wen saw Lu Ping's miserable condition, he couldn't help but think: What if it was Wen Wan who went to Lingshan that day?
Not to mention that Lu Ping was traveling in a gentle manner that day.

It was obvious that the other party came prepared and had been lurking there for many days.

"This is plunder! The Cheng family just wants to force us out of Ping County so they can reap the benefits!" Wen Weiming was so angry that his face turned pale. "That can't be allowed!"

He looked at Zhao Heng, but Zhao Heng glanced at Wen Wan.

Wen Weiming was very dissatisfied. This son-in-law... was too much at the mercy of Wen Wan!
Father Wen took a deep breath and said, "Tell me! What are you afraid of? I ordered you to go to the Yuan family. Can she really eat you?"

Wen Wan didn't understand what he meant.

Zhao Heng pursed his lips, stared at Wen Wan's inquiring eyes and said, "Those bandits are undoubtedly Yuan Jing's men."

Old Man Wen pounded the table, his eyes red, "I knew it!"

"But," Zhao Heng raised his head, "the matter of Lu Ping... was done by bandits behind Yuan Liulang's back. Yuan Liulang's original intention was to hold Wen Wan hostage for one night, but he never imagined the bandits had captured the wrong person and then played a trick behind Yuan Liulang's back."

Wen Weiming opened his mouth wide, as if he had been punched in the face. "Are you speaking for Yuan Liulang?!"

"Father..." Zhao Heng shook his head, his voice very low, "Since we want revenge, we must find the right enemy and not miss any of them."

Wen Wan looked surprised. Zhao Heng had repeatedly promised her that he would not interfere in this matter, but in the blink of an eye, he and Old Man Wen were forming a small group behind the scenes.

What's more, did Zhao Heng go to the Yuan family...really just to gather information?
This person has dark eyes and a ruthless heart. He is not a kind-hearted person and seems to be beyond her control.

Wen Wan really doesn't like this feeling.

Zhao Heng should be well-behaved and obedient.

If she can't handle it, things will only become more difficult.

But Zhao Heng actually said that Yuan Liulang was just a part of this plan?
If what he said is true, the culprits are the three bandits who suddenly appeared?
Wen Wan couldn't accept it.

"Also, Manager Zhu from the grain store is here too. It seems he has secretly reached some kind of deal with Yuan Liulang."

Wen Wan wasn't surprised by this, but Wen Weiming was furious. "Zhu Wang? Are you sure you're seeing things? Didn't he vow before that he would work with us to drive Yuan Liulang away?"

Wen Wan sneered, "Zhu Wang is a fence-sitter."

"That's not right!" Wen Weiming immediately figured out what was going on. "Master Ma said these two almost got into a fight on the streets of Bingzhou. How come they're so close now?"

Wen Wan's breathing stagnated as she thought of Yuan Liulang's abnormality.

Yuan Jing had been scolding her before, but then he calmed down for a while. Suddenly, his methods became radical, and it was obvious that he was provoked by something.

The only thing that could make Yuan Liulang and Zhu Wang, who had been enemies, suddenly unite was—

Wen Wan raised her eyes and glanced at everyone. The young lady's voice was calm, but it was like thunder out of the blue.

"Regarding the Bingzhou incident, I, through Old Master Yao, acted as a go-between and presented the solution to the famine to Lord Wei, the Marquis of Huai'an."

With just one word, all three people in the room looked at her.

What is Wen Wan saying?
What suggestions did Bingzhou offer?
(End of this chapter)