Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

As soon as Zhang entered, she knelt down with the child in her arms and kowtowed.

"Please, I need to find Wu Zishan. He's my...my brother-in-law. Please tell him that he lives here."

The waiter took a step back, genuinely startled. He had never encountered anything like this before; the woman had come in and kowtowed without saying a word.

He quickly said, "Madam, Young Master Wu is indeed staying here. Please get up, I'll go and call him down."

The waiter turned to leave, but just as he did, he saw a man staggering down from upstairs, yawning as he walked.

Tong Yuling came down to use the restroom.

Because Wu Zishan had caught the eye of a powerful figure, everyone in their group was celebrating, and no matter what, they had to maintain good relations.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came down, he heard a woman's voice. The woman said that Wu Zishan was his brother-in-law.

This woman turned out to be Wu Zishan's sister-in-law.

They both came from Jiulu Academy, and Wu Zishan rarely mentioned his family situation.

When he couldn't avoid the topic, Wu Zishan would mention that he had a widowed sister-in-law at home.

But there was a secret that Tong Yuling had always known.

Last year, he and his family visited a relative's house. Coincidentally, the village where his relative lived happened to be adjacent to the village where Wu Zishan lived.

He mentioned Wu Zishan briefly, saying that Wu Zishan had a widowed sister-in-law, which surprised the relative.

They know the situation of every family in the surrounding villages better than anyone else.

Wu Zishan had no elder brother; he was an only son in the family. So how could he have a widowed sister-in-law?

Moreover, Wu Zishan's family has a child bride, and the two have already gone through a wedding ceremony and have two children. In addition, Zhang is pregnant with another child.

Tong Yuling pretended not to know this secret and acted as if it never happened, since exposing others would not benefit him.

Even knowing that Wu Zishan had been favored by a nobleman and was about to become that nobleman's son-in-law, he remained silent.

If Wu Zishan dares to do this, and it succeeds, he will naturally have a way to keep it a secret for a lifetime.

He absolutely did not try to ruin his idea.

After all, he had this leverage over Wu Zishan, and he would have plenty of ways to control him in the future.

Tong Yuling has his own plans.

But to his utter surprise, Zhang actually found her way to the capital and the inn on such a night.

No, perhaps she had already arrived in the capital and met with Wu Zishan, otherwise Zhang would not have come here.

He glanced at the child in Zhang's arms.

The place was brightly lit, and he saw that the child's face was burning red.

"What's wrong?" Tong Yuling asked calmly, pretending that she was still not fully awake.

The waiter hurriedly said, "Young Master Tong, this lady is Young Master Wu's sister-in-law. Her child is sick, and she has come urgently to see Young Master Wu."

Tong Yuling was taken aback and looked at Zhang Shi.

"So it's Sister-in-law Wu. Please wait a moment, I'll go and call Brother Wu down."

Tong Yuling turned and went upstairs.

Ms. Zhang was deeply grateful and thanked him repeatedly.

Before long, footsteps sounded on the stairs, and Wu Zishan and Tong Yuling came down one after the other.

Tong Yuling said, "Sister-in-law Wu, Brother Wu has invited her for you."

After saying that, he said to Wu Zishan, "Brother Wu, I've had too much to drink tonight. I'll go to the backyard first. If there's anything you need, just wait for me to come back. I'll do my best to help if I can."

After saying that, he ran to the outhouse in the backyard, showing no intention of staying to watch the commotion.

Wu Zishan looked at Zhang Shi, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and asked in a deep, cold voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhang's face was covered in tears, her eyes filled with anxiety: "Uncle, Tiezhu has a fever. I really had no other choice but to come to you."

Wu Zishan glanced at the child in Zhang's arms. The child's face was flushed red from the fever, and his eyes were tightly closed.

This is his son, but he had never seen him before.

What kind of feelings can a child have that he has never seen since birth?

Zhang is so insensible. Knowing how important his future is, she still brought this child to see him in the middle of the night.

He's not a doctor, what can he do?

But this wasn't home, and there was a waiter watching over them. He struggled to suppress his anger and gritted his teeth, saying to Zhang, "Come with me."

He turned and stepped out of the inn.

Zhang, holding the child, hurriedly followed.

Once outside, Wu Zi pulled Zhang Shi into a small alley.

He was extremely cautious, not wanting to attract attention even when the streets were deserted in the middle of the night.

Zhang's voice was hoarse as she sobbed, "Uncle... perhaps the house was drafty and the child caught a chill, which is why he has such a high fever."

"I'm just a woman, and I have no money on me, so I had no choice but to come to you."

"Come find me? Will he stop burning up if he comes to me? Am I a doctor or a god?"

Wu Zi stared at Zhang Shi with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Can't you fix the drafty house? Can't you find some dry firewood to block it?"

"But there's no dry firewood..."

"If you don't have firewood, why don't you go find some? Even if you don't have firewood, knowing that the house is drafty, why don't I keep a closer eye on it?"

If you can't even take care of your own child, what can we expect from you?

"I'm sorry, my husband..." Zhang said, suppressing her sobs.

"Sorry? What good is sorry? You just barged into the inn like this, and look at yourself, all disheveled and reeking of sourness. What are your classmates supposed to think of me?"

The more Wu Zishan spoke, the more his inner rage surged.

Tears streaming down her face, Zhang looked at the increasingly feverish child in her arms. "Husband, I know it's all my fault, but Tiezhu is still burning up. You have money on you, go find a doctor first, okay?"

Seeing that she was still unmoved, Wu Zishan glanced at the child in Zhang's arms with disgust and said, "Where am I supposed to find a doctor in the middle of the night?"

Do you want the entire capital city to know tomorrow that I, a newly appointed scholar, am going to see a doctor in the middle of the night?

"Zhang, you want to ruin me? What kind of woman are you? Have you forgotten the principle of the husband being the head of the household? Do you want to defy heaven?"

Zhang's face turned deathly pale; she was so frightened that she forgot to cry.

Seeing that he had finally frightened her, Wu Zishan said in a deep voice, "You come back with me first. It's not good for him to be out in the cold here."

Startled, Zhang hurriedly followed Wu Zishan's footsteps.

The two turned out of the alley and headed towards a dilapidated courtyard in the suburbs.

After taking a couple of steps, Wu Zishan suddenly realized something. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around sharply, only to see a figure standing in the shadows not far away.

When he looked over, the figure waved to him.

Tong Yuling!

He actually followed us out.

How much did he hear without making a sound?

Wu Zishan was greatly shocked.

But at this moment, he must not panic, much less act rashly.

With a mixture of anger and uncertainty, he led Zhang back to the dilapidated courtyard. As soon as they arrived, he collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

Zhang had been hoping he would save her youngest son, but unexpectedly, he collapsed first.

There was nothing else I could do but go forward and help him up.

She held the child in one arm and tried to support him with the other, but naturally she couldn't move him.

Wu Zishan showed no sign of getting up.

He stared at Zhang Shi, who was so close to him, and a dark cloud gradually rose in his eyes.

A murderous intent suddenly surfaced.