Thrown out of the house, the wet nurse enters the noble household and becomes a person of high statu

Liu Wenying knew very well that once some feelings were revealed, they could easily lead to irreversible consequences.

She dared not listen anymore, nor could she listen anymore.

The night was cool, and the lanterns in the corridor swayed gently, casting dappled light on her clothes.

Upon hearing her misunderstanding, Afu immediately became anxious and his eyes reddened.

"Sister Liu, I have served the Second Master for so many years, I would never misunderstand."

"Second Master's recent absent-mindedness and silence, isn't it all because of you?"

"If there's really any unresolved issue or misunderstanding between you, why not find a chance to talk it out properly? Once it's all out, everything will be fine!"

He genuinely hoped that the two could reconcile.

Seeing Liu Wenying lower her eyes and remain silent, he became even more anxious.

After a long pause, Liu Wenying seemed to have carefully chosen her words before speaking hesitantly.

"It's not a misunderstanding, nor is it that he's unwilling to talk about it; it's just that I... I was ungrateful and offended him."

"So Afu, you don't need to persuade me anymore. With Second Master's pride, he won't say another word to me."

Ah Fu replied resolutely, "Yes! Second Master definitely will!"

Liu Wenying pursed her lips.

"Sister Liu, if you don't believe me, tomorrow at the same time, go to the study in the front yard and wait. Second Master will definitely come, I guarantee it."

"I……"

Before she could even politely decline, Ah Fu interrupted her.

Please, just this once.

Her mind was in turmoil. She knew she shouldn't get involved anymore, but looking at Afu's earnest eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse and nodded gently.

"...I understand, I'll go."

Ah Fu was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

After watching Liu Wenying leave, he hurried back to Chenshuang Courtyard.

The room was dimly lit by candlelight. Pei Zeyu sat by the window, holding a book in his hands, but he hadn't turned a single page in a long time.

My thoughts drifted away, I don't know where they went.

"Second Master? Second Master?"

Afu called him several times before he came to his senses.

Afu stepped forward with a smile and whispered about meeting Liu Wenying in the study the next day.

Pei Zeyu raised an eyebrow, seeing right through him: "You acted on your own initiative."

Afu scratched his head and smiled frankly.

"This servant is merely trying to share the burden for Second Master. As long as Second Master is at ease, this servant will do anything."

Pei Zeyu neither agreed to meet him nor refused, but simply waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"Then tomorrow..."

"Get down," Pei Zeyu repeated.

Knowing he couldn't ask any more questions, Afu bowed and stepped back.

As he reached the door, he couldn't help but look back.

Pei Zeyu remained seated behind his desk, his profile partially obscured by the dim lamplight.

Like distant mountains shrouded in mist, they are not clearly visible.

But the corners of her lips seemed to lift slightly, revealing a very faint smile.

The candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow in his eyes.

The next day passed in the blink of an eye.

As night fell, Pei Zeyu sat upright at his desk, pen in hand, reviewing official documents. The ink was thick and glossy, and his expression was calm and serene.

It was as if they had completely forgotten about their appointment the night before.

Afu rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.

Time passed slowly, and the appointed time was approaching, but their master remained as steady as Mount Tai, showing no intention of setting off.

"Second Master, it's almost 7 PM. Sister Liu is still waiting in the front yard."

Pei Zeyu didn't even look up, his pen landing steadily on the paper, his expression calm and undisturbed. "When did I say I was going to see her?"

Ah Fu choked, and was speechless for a moment.

The master never explicitly agreed to go, but he didn't refuse either!

He has already spoken to Sister Liu.

If the master doesn't go soon, won't Miss Liu have to wait in vain? The misunderstanding will only deepen!

Afu was so anxious that his face turned red, but he dared not say anything more, for fear of having the opposite effect.

Pei Zeyu, however, had his own plans.

He was worried about what to do with Liu Wenying after she had offended him so much a few days ago.

Say something harsh? He couldn't bring himself to do it.

Corporal punishment? Even less likely.

After thinking it over, I decided to make her wait a little longer, as a form of punishment.

Besides, if he went at the exact time, wouldn't that show his indulgence towards her?

She is not officially married yet.

No, they didn't even ask for a formal title.

If we rush to do this now, what will we do in the future?

Thinking of this, Pei Zeyu took a sip of tea, unhurried.

A quarter of an incense stick's time had already passed by the agreed time.

Ah Fu was so anxious that sweat poured down his forehead.

His master, however, remained calm and composed behind his desk, having read the official document over and over again countless times.

Let's try to persuade them one last time...

Just as Afu was about to speak, Pei Zeyu suddenly moved.

He put down the official documents and said in a calm tone, "The autumn night is chilly, go and fetch my cloak."

Afu was taken aback, then his face lit up with joy, and he quickly replied, "Yes! This servant will go right away!"

The cloak was quickly brought out; it was silver with dark cloud patterns embroidered on it, and the material was thick enough to ward off the night chill as soon as it was put on.

Pei Zeyu took it, but did not put it on immediately. He casually draped it over his arm and got up to walk out.

But as soon as he took a step, the sound of tinkling jade pendants came from outside the door, accompanied by a maid's soft announcement.

Lin Zhiyao walked in slowly, dressed in a brocade dress and with exquisite makeup.

As soon as she stepped across the threshold, she saw Pei Zeyu. She didn't think he was there to greet her.

The man stood beside the candlelight, his dark hair loosely hanging over his shoulders.

His frost-colored robes accentuated his jade-like complexion, high nose bridge, and well-defined lips.

When she doesn't smile, her features give off a cool and aloof vibe, but the lingering weariness in her eyes adds to her air of detachment after illness.

With a man as good as the Second Master, how could she easily let go and get a divorce...?

Lin Zhiyao suppressed her thoughts, took a few steps forward, and asked in a gentle and concerned tone, "It's so late, where are you going, Second Master?"

Pei Zeyu frowned slightly. "Why are you back?"

He asked directly, without a trace of warmth.

Lin Zhiyao's smile remained unchanged, maintaining her virtuous wife demeanor as she explained softly.

"A new cook recently joined the household, and his hometown dishes are extremely delicious. My mother invited me to stay for dinner and we had a few more private words, so I came back a little late."

She deliberately spoke in a casual, everyday manner, trying to portray herself as a harmonious couple.

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

A single sentence shattered all the superficial warmth.

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly after Pei Zeyu spoke, a chilling cold pressing down.

Lin Zhiyao's expression changed slightly, but she forced herself to remain composed and raised her hand to the maids behind her, saying calmly, "You may all leave now."

Her personal maidservant acknowledged and withdrew.

But Afu and Ajin stood still.

The two men had their eyes downcast, like two stone statues.

They only obey the Second Master's orders; this is the rule of Chenshuang Courtyard, and also the rule established by Pei Zeyu.

Lin Zhiyao called out twice, but the two still didn't move. She immediately lost face and looked embarrassed.

It was Pei Zeyu who finally spoke up and made the two of them leave.

The door closed, and in an instant, the huge room was left with only the two of them.

The flickering candlelight cast two shadows on the wall, as distant as strangers.

Pei Zeyu remained silent, pulled a neatly folded letter from the desk, and handed it over.

Lin Zhiyao had a bad feeling, but she still had to accept it.

The letter was opened and the paper was laid out.

The three large characters "Letter of Divorce" immediately caught the eye, each stroke cold and icy.

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