Remarried to a top-tier playboy, her reborn ex-husband is filled with regret.

Gu Jinghuai clenched his fists with a face full of humiliation, his eyes almost bursting with anger.

But he knew that his mother's family had lost power, and his father had always favored his half-brother.

His position as heir apparent was precarious, and he absolutely could not disobey his father at this moment.

He gritted his teeth and mumbled something indistinctly, his voice barely audible.

"Um?"

Yun Shuyao's voice came from inside the car, tinged with a hint of mockery.

"What did Prince Gu say? I didn't hear you clearly."

She turned to ask the guard beside her.

"Did you hear that?"

"I didn't hear you!"

Zhao Hu and his seventy guards shouted in unison.

"I suppose Prince Gu's apology wasn't sincere!"

"Speak louder!"

Gu Yan roared angrily.

"You must apologize to Shu Yao properly today!"

Gu Jinghuai's face turned bright red, filled with shame and anger, his chest heaving violently as if it were about to explode.

He took a deep breath and roared with all his might:

"I shouldn't have made you angry! I will never have anything to do with Su Yuyan again!"

"really?"

Yun Shuyao's voice was tinged with laughter.

"Of course it's true!"

Gu Jinghuai gritted his teeth and said.

"Then let's draw up a written agreement."

Yun Shuyao said calmly:

"Make a promise in front of everyone."

If you have any further involvement with Su Yuyan, our engagement is null and void, and the betrothal gifts will be returned immediately.

Gu Jinghuai looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He originally planned to spend money to redeem Su Yuyan after the storm had passed.

After all, she was a woman who had been with him; how could he allow her to be humiliated in the brothel?

But now he's being asked to sign a statement in public...

"What are you still standing there for?"

Gu Yan was very dissatisfied with Gu Jinghuai's hesitation and urged him sharply:

"This guarantee isn't difficult; just do as Shu Yao asks."

Gu Jinghuai stared intently at the carriage, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth.

"good!"

Chunzhi had already stepped forward with paper and pen in hand.

Gu Jinghuai grabbed the wolf-hair brush and, in full view of everyone, wrote a guarantee and signed his name.

Chuntao immediately handed over the inkpad.

Gu Jinghuai fiercely dipped his finger into the inkpad and slapped it down.

The bright red, glaring mark, along with today's humiliation, is branded on his heart.

Gu Jinghuai had already begun to think about how he would deal with Yun Shuyao after she married him!

Looking at his expression, Yun Shuyao had already guessed seven or eight parts of what was going on.

He sneered as he took the guarantee, blew on the ink, folded it neatly, and put it in his sleeve pocket. Then he calmly said to Gu Yan:

"The apology is settled, now it's time to return the money, right?"

Gu Yan and Gu Jinghuai's faces froze instantly, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

The apology has been made and the guarantee has been written, yet she still insists on the money.

"you……"

Gu Yan could no longer maintain his amiable demeanor, and his face turned ashen.

"You don't actually think an apology is worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, do you?"

Yun Shuyao scoffed.

"Are you going to bring out a shrew to throw a tantrum one minute, and then have your son apologize the next, just to avoid paying this debt?"

"you!"

Gu Yan was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Does the Duke of Zhenguo know about your outrageous behavior? Aren't you afraid he'll punish you according to family rules?"

"Whether it's family discipline or marriage, it has nothing to do with repaying the money."

Yun Shuyao's voice turned cold.

"If the Marquis of Yong'an's mansion wants to renege on its debt, I don't mind going to Shuntian Prefecture again."

With this written IOU right here, I refuse to believe I can't get my money back.

"I'm afraid your Marquis's mansion can't afford to lose face like this."

Gu Yan's face turned pale and then flushed.

It's Shuntian Prefecture again? She's already sued the Marquis's residence twice. If she goes there again, she'll probably lose all face for her ancestors!

Gu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, and his cheeks trembled.

"Very well! I'll return! In a few days..."

"It won't work in a few days."

Yun Shuyao interrupted Gu Yan's stalling words and said decisively:

"I came here today to take money back with me."

"you!"

Gu Yan was so angry that he almost fainted, but he was speechless because the Marquis's family was in the wrong first.

Just then, a carefree, slightly mocking voice suddenly rang out from outside the crowd, cutting through all the noise:

"Hey, which family owes you money and won't pay? I'm always happy to settle scores!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man wearing a bright red brocade robe.

He was followed by about twenty equally well-dressed playboys, who slowly squeezed out of the crowd.

The red robe was so dazzling it made one's eyes spin, and the man had a smile on his lips.

To avoid suspicion, Xiao Fang did not look in the direction of the carriage.

It seemed like just a group of idle playboys who happened to be passing by and witnessed a lively scene.

Yun Shuyao is still engaged, and if she gets involved with him, she will definitely be criticized.

The bright red brocade robe stood out in the crowd. Xiao Fang swayed as he walked to the front of the Marquis's mansion, his gaze sweeping over Gu Yan and his son, who were frozen in place.

He then casually brushed past Yun Shuyao's carriage, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.

"The Heir Apparent of the Prince of Zhenbei".

Gu Yan suppressed his anger and maintained the last shred of dignity.

"This is a matter within my household; it's none of your business, is it?"

Xiao Fang ignored him and slowly walked towards the door, still waving the straw in his mouth.

As he approached Gu Yan, who was now in the center of the door, he suddenly raised his hand and shoved Yong'an Hou Men on the shoulder.

Caught off guard, Gu Yan staggered back two steps and bumped into a doorpost.

Xiao Fang scoffed without saying a word, but the contempt in his eyes was clearly written on his face.

He barged straight into the mansion, followed immediately by about twenty纨绔 (sons of wealthy and powerful families).

The soles of their boots clattered on the bluestone slabs, sounding like a pack of weasels that had broken into a chicken coop.

Gu Yan was trembling with anger, pointing at Xiao Fang's back, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He couldn't afford to offend the Prince of Zhenbei's power, especially since he was in the wrong first.

Gu Jinghuai shrank to the side, not even daring to look up at Xiao Fang. He felt that the red robe was like a ball of fire, burning his cheeks.

Soon, the sounds of ping-pong balls and the laughter of the纨绔子弟 (sons of wealthy and powerful families) filled the Marquis's mansion.

"This vase looks valuable, take it!"

"Hey, this inkstone is from Duanxi, isn't it? Wrap it up!"

"Tsk, these chair legs are loose. No wonder the Marquis's mansion is so unstable. What a pile of junk!"

Gu Yan listened at the door, his heart trembling. Those were all the respectable traditions left by his ancestors!

A batch was confiscated last time, and the warehouse is now mostly empty.

Now, with these troublemakers causing trouble again, the last bit of wealth in the Marquis's mansion is about to be drained!

He felt like he was a complete traitor.

The Su family embezzled the money, and the Marquis's mansion only used a small portion of it. The rest was all used by Su Wenbin to buy an official position.

He did manage to buy his way into office, but after only a few days in office, he was exiled.

As a result, he had to spend all the money, including real cash, to empty the Marquis's mansion and fill the hole.

Even after Su Wenbin became an official and climbed the ranks to become the Prince of Yi, he was unable to provide any assistance to the Prince in the court.

So, he's the one who's suffering the most from all sides?

Before long, the playboys came out carrying bundles of all sizes.

There were calligraphy and paintings, ornaments, and even a few gilded vases that were stuffed upside down into cloth bags, clattering and rattling.

"Take it and pawn it."

Xiao Fang gave instructions to the纨绔 (playboys) in a lazy, nonchalant voice.

"Just like last time, go all in."

"Okay, we're familiar with this."

Xiao Fang leaned against the doorpost, waving the straw in his mouth.

When he stood there, the Marquis of Yong'an dared not order his servant to close the door.

All I could do was stand there and keep them company.

About two incense sticks later, the playboys returned, laughing and joking.

"Brother Xiao."

The tall and slender Prince of Qing'an walked up to Xiao Fang and handed him a thick stack of silver notes.

"It's still that pawnshop. The manager is honest and insists that these things are worth a million."

"Our brothers bullied businessmen like that, so we made the pawnshop charge 700,000."

"Good job, it's just a pile of junk, it won't fetch much money."

Xiao Fang took the silver note, clapped it in his other palm, and walked towards the carriage.

His words were like a slap in the face to Gu Yan.

Looking at the ancestral property being sold off cheaply like scrap, he felt dizzy and his chest felt like it was being crushed by a boulder, almost suffocating.

"Father, are you alright?"

Gu Jinghuai hurriedly tried to support him, but Gu Yan abruptly pushed him away.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap, fueled by long-suppressed anger, landed hard on Gu Jinghuai's face.

Gu Yan lowered his voice and cursed through gritted teeth:

"Useless! You can't even handle a woman, making yourself a laughingstock throughout the capital! I'll deal with you later!"

Gu Jinghuai covered his face, not daring to utter a sound, but a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for my mother's insatiable greed, how could things have come to this?

And then there's that despicable Yun Shuyao!

He glared venomously at the carriage, but Yun Shuyao, who sat inside, didn't even spare him a glance.