Wanjin Lady

Chapter 174 Fighting
Today's guests had all dispersed, and tomorrow Zhao Heng's coffin would be carried out. Zhao Heng was a son-in-law, so everything was kept simple. Liu Yiyi had selected two or three strong men from the Wen family to carry Zhao Heng's empty coffin.

The Wen family servants swept the front and back, each doing their own job.

But Wen Wan was called into the study by her father.

Wen Wan noticed something was wrong as soon as she stepped into the house.

Old Man Wen sat in the main seat with a gloomy expression, a feather duster placed on his right hand, which looked like the prelude to a three-hundred-round battle between father and daughter.

Wen Wan's heart skipped a beat.

This situation... doesn't look good.

Fortunately, Wen Wan guessed what Old Man Wen was going to ask in advance, and despite Aunt Liu's objection, she forcibly dragged Aunt Liu over to act as a peacemaker.

But when Aunt Liu saw Old Man Wen, she turned around and left, saying, "Since the boss has household chores to attend to, I'll leave first."

Wen Wan saw that Old Man Wen’s face had become noticeably darker.

cough.

But now she is a mother with a child, and she thinks that she is pregnant. Father Wen will not beat a pregnant woman, right?

Wen Wan was fearless and sat down slowly, holding her belly which was not noticeable at all.

Sure enough, Old Man Wen's expression relaxed slightly.

Wen Wan touched her belly and thought to herself: Good boy, today it depends on you to help your old mother escape the disaster.

There was no one near the study, and Hongmei was guarding the door so no one approached.

Wen Weiming asked directly, "Where did you get that five hundred taels?"

Wen Wan pursed her lips, she knew... five hundred taels of silver appeared out of nowhere... Old Man Wen would definitely be suspicious.

She smiled flatteringly, "I said I picked it up, Dad, do you believe me?"

Old Man Wen smiled sinisterly, "Do you think I believe it?"

"Ha, ha, ha." Wen Wan laughed dryly twice. Seeing that Old Man Wen had no reaction, she had to suppress her expression and tell the truth, "It was given to me by Gang Leader Liu."

obviously.

Wen Weiming thought of many answers, but he never expected it to be Liu Hui from the Cao Gang.

"Why would he give you such a large sum of money for no reason?"

"I told you he likes to do good things, Dad, do you believe me?"

Wen Wan saw Old Man Wen's hand begin to move towards the feather duster. Her eyelids jumped and she quickly covered her stomach. "Dad, when I sold the winery, I asked him to help carry the sedan chair and raised the price to 3,500 taels. Then he set a trap to lure Yuan Jing into borrowing a huge debt from the gambling house. Liu Hui was the man behind the gambling house. After the deal was done, he gave me a commission of 500 taels as a thank you."

Wen Wan's few words confused Wen Weiming's mind.

However, after Wen Wan's frank confession of "getting rid of the father and keeping the son" last night, nothing Wen Wan does now can shock Wen Weiming.

This girl... is a charcoal ball!
It's black inside!
Wen Weiming took a moment to digest the situation, roughly sorting out the complex relationships involved. Then, clutching his chest, he asked, "Why would Gang Leader Liu join you in setting a trap against Yuan Liulang? While the Cao Gang may be powerful, they won't easily anger the Bozhou Cheng family."

She smiled gently, "Yuan Liulang rode Boss Liu's boat back and forth to Bingzhou. He was polite to Boss Liu, but he bossed Boss Liu's brothers around. Boss Liu, on the other hand, was loyal and protective of his people. We were a perfect match, so we hit it off."

Are you in tune with each other?

I think it's like a wolf meeting a wolf-dog!

Wen Weiming thought about it carefully, "But how can you be sure that Yuan Liulang will fall into the trap?"

"Yuan Liulang has everything ready, just one final push away, so naturally he won't give up. Besides, my meat is almost right in front of his mouth, so how could he not take the bait?"

"Wait...feed the meat?"

The young lady spoke calmly, "My house is haunted, the winery caught fire, my father is seriously ill, and I've even dismissed the winery staff. Rumors have spread about my Wen Family Winery, and it's no longer profitable. It's like ripe fruit on a branch, waiting to be picked by Yuan Liulang alone. How could Yuan Liulang not be tempted?"

Wen Weiming was horrified!
How does this get to the point of fire and haunting?
“These…these…could it all be your doing?” Wen Weiming’s eyelids twitched as he listened, and he stammered, “The ghost…Lü Ping…” “There was a fishing line strung up and down under the corridor, with a white dress hanging there. The dress slid down from the top, and from the angle of the main entrance, you could only see the white dress fluttering by.”

"The winery caught fire?"

"Yuan Liulang instigated Zhang Jiping to do this. He simply wanted to scare me off and force me to leave Ping County on my own."

"Wait, that day when I was seriously ill—"

Wen Wan's eyes flashed, and she pondered in her heart: If Old Man Wen knew that she used wolfberry concentrated juice to make him have a internal heat, would she be beaten to death or half to death?

After a brief thought, Wen Wan shook her head decisively, her eyes firm: "It must be Yuan Liulang who poisoned me!"

Yuan Liulang, you are dead anyway, so it doesn't matter if you take some blame.

Amen & Amitabha, may you rest in peace.

Wen Weiming's expression suddenly changed, "Then Yuan Liulang is you——"

"no!"

Wen Wan frowned, and this time... her voice was a little sharp.

The father and daughter looked at each other, and the wind passed silently.

Wen Weiming's throat rolled, his eyes flickered, and then he turned his head away.

Yuan Liulang died, and then Zhao Heng was also killed by Wen Wan, leaving his son behind, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Wen Weiming is not stupid.

During those days, Zhao Heng protected Wen Wan closely, and what's more... the boy had a lot of evil spirit... He had a premonition that something would happen sooner or later!

Ok.

This couple is both incredibly ruthless.

It was obvious that Zhao Hengqi was one step behind, and in the end Wen Wan forced him to "get rid of the father and keep the son."

Wen Weiming's heart was in turmoil, and his mind was very clear at this time. In a moment, he was infinitely close to the truth.

Then he was frightened again: Fortunately, Wen Wan sent the person away in time. If this matter were to be exposed, the entire Wen family would be implicated!

In the blink of an eye, Wen Weiming's mood fluctuated like a roller coaster.

Under the dim light, Wen Weiming couldn't help but glance at his girl.

What kind of child did he give birth to? He looks sweet and gentle on the outside, but his heart is so dark.

No wonder that pig is so generous today!
That was because he was scared by his own daughter!
The father and daughter fell silent at the same time, and tacitly agreed not to argue about this issue.

Wen Weiming asked evasively, "The third branch of the Yuan family left a few days ago, right? Does that mean this incident... is over? No one will covet the winery anymore, right?"

The young lady's eyes were sparkling, and the cold light of a dying lamp was reflected in the depths.

"But the third house left Zhou as the accountant."

After hearing this, Wen Weiming's expression changed slightly.

Yuan Jing died, and the third wife left, but they left behind an accountant. Now there was only Cheng Yunzhang left in Ping County, and Cheng Yunzhang had his own servants and servants, so why would he need the care of the accountant of the third wife of the Yuan family?
What does it mean?
This shows that the Yuan family is still determined to do evil!

This means that the Yuan family will make a comeback soon!
Wen Weiming sat back in his chair dejectedly, muttering, "After defeating Yuan Liulang, there's still Yuan Wulang. I'm afraid that after Yuan Liulang's funeral is over, the Yuan family will have to send someone to compete with us for the winery."

The flickering lights illuminated Wen Weiming's wrinkled face. "When will this day end?"

The young lady was wearing a plain white mourning dress, her face was plain and her voice was like the snow in early winter, falling on the green bamboo leaves and turning into cold springs.

(End of this chapter)