Wanjin Lady

Chapter 237: A Sexual Robbery

The slap was shocking but not harmful to the brain. Mother Yi was startled as a servant and struggled to retreat. Only then did she realize that her hands and feet were tied. "What...what are you going to do?"

"Do you believe me when I say rape?"

Mother Yi nodded, then shook her head, and smiled bitterly: "Sir, don't talk nonsense. I am an old woman. If you want to rape women... you should go to the girls downstairs..."

"I just like older women with lingering charm, is that not okay?" Wen Wan slowly took out her dagger. "To tell you the truth, I came to your boat today because I want to ask you something. If you cooperate, I will let you go. Oh, if you dare to lie to me, I will strip you naked, hang you on the bow of the boat, and beat gongs and drums for all the people in Bozhou to come and admire your mother Yi's graceful figure—"

Mother Yi's face showed fear.

Wei Zheng curled his lips slightly.

God knows what kind of monster the teacher took as his daughter.

While they were talking, Wei Zheng had already woken He San up. He San gasped, opened his eyes and began to beg for mercy, "My two heroes, please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again!"

Wen Wan held the dagger, not knowing where to start, so she looked up and asked the man behind her, "You do it... or should I do it?"

Wei Zheng had already sat down, his movements graceful, and poured himself a pot of tea. He replied calmly, "Junior Sister Wen, please go first. What I want to ask... is not convenient for you to know."

"Alright."

Wen Wan knew that Wei Zheng was here on official business, and she didn't want to get involved in all this trouble, so she didn't hesitate to drag over a stool and sit down, but her eyes were looking at He San.

"Tell me, why do you want to take care of those children left by the widow?"

He San was stunned. "What widow's child? I don't know!"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Since I've come to you, I naturally have my own way. I advise you not to refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. Why would you refuse to speak unless you are physically tortured?"

Wen Wan pointed at Wei Zheng, who was sitting behind her. "Did you see that? My brother... was born in the military... and works in the government... He specializes in torture... Cutting off the body, inserting needles, beating with sticks, sawing, breaking vertebrae, pouring lead, playing the pipa, pulling out the intestines... these are all my brother's specialties..."

Wei Zheng drank his tea expressionlessly, neither cooperating nor objecting. This enigmatic demeanor actually fooled He San. He San glanced at Wei Zheng fearfully and trembled as he said, "Everyone knows that Widow Wang died unjustly! She and I were neighbors. Is it a crime to take care of a few children?"

"Look at you... I didn't even mention Widow Wang... but you revealed it yourself."

Wen Wan sat on the stool, her posture straight and upright. She looked gentle and polite, but there was a hint of a difficult feeling coming from her.

"You've taken such good care of Widow Wang's three sons. Someone who doesn't know the truth might think you and Widow Wang are having an affair!"

"Nonsense! We're old acquaintances, from the same village. She was sold by her parents years ago. There were decades between us, so how could there be any affair?!"

"I don't care whether there's an affair between you two. What I care about is...why did Widow Wang want to murder the Wen family's manager?"

He San gritted his teeth, then like a furious lion, he broke free from the ropes and was about to pounce on her, "Bullshit! Shu Niang is innocent! It was clearly Wen Weiming who got drunk and acted immorally, and when he failed to rape a decent woman, he forced Shu Niang to jump off the building and commit suicide!"

Wei Zheng swung his sword sharply, like splitting a mountain, and placed it between the two of them.

When He San met Wei Zheng's cold eyes, he immediately calmed down. His chest heaved rapidly, clearly enraged, and he glared fiercely at Wen Wan. Wen Wan sneered, "Wang the Widow is innocent? Then isn't Manager Wen, who was sentenced to beheading, innocent? Wang the Widow has three sons, but doesn't Manager Wen have any children? Do you know that Manager Wen lost his wife in middle age and has no sons, only two daughters! His eldest daughter is six months pregnant and about to give birth. His youngest daughter is not even eight years old. If he dies, these two girls will be without parents, and who knows how they will be bullied by their clansmen in the future. Have you ever thought about any of this?"

"I can't even take care of myself, so why should I care about other people's lives?" He San gritted his teeth and sat back on the ground. "I only know that I saw Shu Niang killed by that bastard Wen Weiming with my own eyes. Her brains spurted onto my boots... He must pay for Shu Niang's life!"

"You are deeply in love with Widow Wang!" Wen Wan sneered, "But your affection is misplaced! Widow Wang was threatened by a traitor and became a pawn in the hands of the mastermind. Instead of avenging her, you cheered on the murderer. How ridiculous!"

Sure enough, He San's expression changed slightly.

Although he had long felt that something was fishy, ​​he refused to believe that there was any hidden story behind it.

He can't find the murderer behind the scenes with his ability, so what can he do even if he knows there is another hidden secret?

"As you said, I believe Widow Wang is innocent."

"No mother would be willing to abandon her child."

"This murderer is vicious. He harmed Widow Wang and Wen Weiming. If you have any conscience, you should tell me everything you know!"

He San pursed his lips, his face full of hesitation.

Wei Zheng took the sword back and sat upright, slowly wiping it with his handkerchief. "Why bother with so much trouble? Bring Widow Wang's three children here. If he still refuses to talk, kill one every half hour. I don't believe I can't pry him open."

Before He San could speak, Mother Yi raised her hand and trembled as she spoke, "I know everything about Widow Wang. My two heroes, I'm telling you... can you please let me go?"

Mother Yi studied Wen Wan and Wei Zheng's expressions and spoke tremblingly, "When Widow Wang first came to Bozhou and had nowhere else to go, she secretly worked for me for a while. But it wasn't for long, only about a year or two. Maybe she was afraid that the child would be discovered when he grew up. Later, I saw her again around the docks—"

"As you two young men know, this area around the docks is a mess. It's not just our brothel, but every boat down there has its own secret door. Which household isn't involved in the sex trade? I guess... Widow Wang couldn't make ends meet... and turned to prostitution... to earn some money for the family..."

Mother Yi couldn't bear to say this, "He's also a miserable person..."

"Mother Yi, let me tell you."

He San closed his eyes in pain and turned his head away, "Shu Niang...she is sick...she can't get better."

Wen Wan was startled, "What disease?"

"Oh, what kind of disease could a prostitute get when she opens her legs to welcome customers?" Mother Yi was not so polite to He San. "Dirt disease! Venereal disease! There is no cure!"

Wen Wan's eyes lit up.

pass.

All connected.

Widow Wang contracted syphilis, a terminal illness in ancient times. Worried about the livelihoods of her three children after her death, she struck a deal with the murderer and staged the drama at Baihua Tower herself.

My cheap dad was really wronged!
The man behind this is so vicious!