Springtime Affairs in a Noble Family

Xie Yunting kept yelling and shouting, but he was still thrown out.

Cui Lingrong felt ashamed to think about her past relationship with Song Shulan.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was time for the Luo family to come and fetch the bride.

Looking at her daughter at the dressing table, Cui Lingrong was filled with emotion. "Your mother-in-law and I are on good terms, and she's a very magnanimous person. She certainly won't make things difficult for you. After the marriage, you should discuss things with your son-in-law. If anything happens, don't be afraid, just tell me."

She took her daughter's hand and said, "Also, you have to be respectful to the Luo family elders. They've had a tough life, having to bury their child. They must be very happy to see their grandson getting married."

"Mother, I know everything." Song Yu's eyes were filled with tears. "After I return to Bianjing, why don't you move in with us? You're close to my mother-in-law, so you'll have company, and I can take care of you."

"We'll talk about this when I'm too old to move. Right now, I'm perfectly comfortable." Having lived a life of having to be mindful of others' opinions for so long, Cui Lingrong longed for a life where she didn't have to.

Yes, she will grow old someday.

But we can talk about moving there later.

"Don't cry, today is a good day, you should be happy." Cui Lingrong said this, but wiped the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Caiyue ran in from outside and said that the wedding procession had arrived.

Cui Lingrong took one last look at her daughter before covering her head with a red veil.

Watching her daughter get married, Cui Lingrong's eyes reddened. Until she could no longer see the wedding procession, Cui Lingrong heard her younger brother call out "Sister" and she suddenly trembled.

She's been a bit sensitive about being called "older sister" lately.

"Sister, Yu-jie will be back soon. If you feel bored by yourself, why don't you go stay at the Duke of Dingguo's mansion for a while? It just so happens that Jin-ge is also there," Cui Zeyu asked from the side.

Cui Lingrong did not refuse, "Let's wait a few days. Yu'er just got married, and there are still many things to do in the manor. I'll come and see you after I'm done with these few days."

"Okay, you can come anytime. I always have someone prepare a room for you." Cui Zeyu had just finished speaking when he saw Xie Yunting walk over casually.

His gaze fell on Xie Yunting's belt, which looked very familiar.

Cui Zeyu also had the same one, which his sister made for him.

Perhaps Cui Zeyu's gaze was too obvious, because Xie Yunting looked down and asked, "Are you looking at my belt?"

Before Cui Zeyu could answer, Xie Yunting leaned closer and said with a smile, "Sister Cui made it for me."

Cui Zeyu's heart sank heavily.

A belt is not something you can just give away casually.

His sister used to handle his clothes more or less, but as he grew up, she stopped doing those things for him.

His belt had been in the closet for a very long time. He was reluctant to take it out and use it, afraid that if he wore it out, his sister would stop making it for him.

Now, my sister has made a belt for Xie Yunting?

Cui Zeyu thought of Xie Yunting's previous statement about liking his sister. What is the relationship between Xie Yunting and his sister now?

Cui Zeyu couldn't react for a long time.

Xie Yunting seemed oblivious to Cui Zeyu's reaction, and put his arm around Cui Zeyu's shoulder. "Come on, let's go drink! Today's a great day, we're not leaving until we're drunk!"

Cui Zeyu was led away by Xie Yunting.

Cui Lingrong walked behind. When she saw Song Shulan, who was completely drunk, she disdainfully ordered someone to send Song Shulan back to the Jiangyuan Marquis's residence.

"I'm not going back!" Song Shulan shouted drunkenly, shoving people. "This is my home, my wife, my daughter are all the masters here, why should I... should I leave... Waaah..."

Before Song Shulan could finish speaking, Qiu Mama took a rag and stuffed it into Song Shulan's mouth, saying, "Send it out the side door so no one can see it."

That's so embarrassing.

Song Shulan subconsciously swallowed, swallowing the dirty water from the tattered cloth along with it.

An unpleasant smell traveled down my throat to my stomach.

"vomit!"

Song Shulan felt nauseous, but her mouth was stuffed with rags, so she couldn't vomit.

Someone noticed he was choking, and after removing the rag, Song Shulan began to vomit frantically.

After vomiting, he sobered up considerably.

Upon returning to the Jiangyuan Marquis's residence, he immediately went to get his teeth cleaned, only to find that Old Madam Song was looking for him again.

Grandma Song's health did not improve and was getting worse.

What started as just a cold has turned into something worse.

After examining her, the doctor privately remarked that Old Mrs. Song had only a little time left to live.

"Shulan, come sit down next to me," Old Madam Song said weakly. "Of the three of you brothers, you are the one I value the most. Alas, our Marquis's mansion is just unlucky."

"Mother, no, we will turn things around someday," Song Shulan said.

"If the Marquis's mansion wants to turn things around, it depends on Xuan-ge'er and his brothers." These past few days, Old Madam Song has become even more clear-headed. "Don't be so stubborn. The Marquis's mansion is already on its last legs if it can still hold on. You need to understand yourself; you don't have that ability."

At this point, the old lady Song thought of Zhao Susu, and her blood rushed to her head again, causing her to cough.

Song Shulan was stunned.

This was the first time his mother had ever said he couldn't do it.

"Mother, I..."

"Shulan, I know you're ambitious, but one must accept one's fate." After taking a sip of ginseng tea, Old Madam Song continued, "If you keep causing trouble and squander what little family fortune we have now, what will Xuan-ge and his brothers rely on to rise to power?"

Old Mrs. Song didn't want to talk about these things, but she knew she couldn't hold on for long. "We were just unlucky to have met someone like Zhao. Otherwise, Cui wouldn't have divorced, and the Marquis's mansion wouldn't be in this situation today. Now that Cui is determined not to turn back, don't provoke her again. Otherwise, it's not just a matter of angering her, but if Cui Zeyu and Zhuang Huaiming are unhappy, our Jiangyuan Marquis's mansion won't be able to handle it."

Taking a deep breath, Old Madam Song said earnestly, "I know you want to restore the Marquis's mansion to its former glory, so you need to be even more low-key now. When Xuan-ge'er becomes successful, won't you be respected too?"

Song Shulan fell silent.

He was unconvinced.

Why is it that despite his hard work, he still fails to achieve his goals?

The room fell silent.

After saying so much, Grandma Song was exhausted and had no energy left to speak.

As Song Shulan left the house, he tripped over the threshold and fell on his forehead, which made him even angrier and more unwilling to accept his fate.

Thinking about those people today, who don't value him at all, but instead fawn over Cui Zeyu and his ilk.

Song Shulan, seething with anger, went out again.