After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Han Cejun's brow twitched. "What do you mean by that?"

Lin Er smiled slightly. He had a gentle and refined demeanor, and appeared completely non-threatening. Especially when he smiled, he was no different from a pale-faced scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.

"Please forgive me, my lord, I meant no offense," Lin Er said. "I just find this family tree quite absurd, as it leaves the eldest grandson of the eldest branch without any relatives listed."

Han Cejun had a sudden thought, and then instructed the husbands he had brought, "Take the young master back first."

"Little Daddy!" Xia Ci'en's face trembled with anger, her eyes wide with fury. "You'd better teach him a lesson!"

"My darling, be good, you go back first." Han Cejun coaxed her chubby son repeatedly, and finally managed to coax him away.

When facing Lin Er, Han Cejun lost her kind and cowardly demeanor and appeared quite assertive.

He glanced at Xia Ying's servants around him and said sternly, "Get out of here now."

The servants lowered their heads slightly, avoiding eye contact with Han, yet replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "We are servants of the Lotus Leaf Garden. May we ask where Your Highness wishes us to retreat to?"

They were Xia Ying's servants, so naturally they refused to obey Han Cejun's orders.

"You bunch of despicable sluts, you've really gone too far!"

Lin Erlang said loudly, "My lord, please step forward."

When he walked up to Han Cejun, he said, "There are too many people here; it's not appropriate to talk in detail. Let's go."

Han Cejun watched Lin Er's departing figure for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed.

The two walked into the courtyard, and Han Cejun cut to the chase: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Lord Han, let's speak frankly," Lin Er said with a slight smile. "I am unworthy, but I am willing to help you... resolve your troubles."

Han Cejun said, "I have no idea what worries or difficulties I may have."

"As far as I know, although you have a son, he is not recorded in the family genealogy. In the end, you can't be considered a member of the Xia family."

Han Cejun seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and almost gritted her teeth as she said, "My son is the eldest grandson of the Xia family's main branch, and their only son-in-law! Once my son takes over the Xia family's business, what does it matter if I don't get listed in the ancestral hall and genealogy!"

"So here's the problem," Lin Er said, "Are you really sure your son can successfully inherit the Xia family business?"

"What do you mean!" Han Cejun glared at him. "You think that just because you've hooked up with that slut Xia Ying, you can interfere in the Xia family's affairs? You mere son-in-law, how dare you spout such nonsense here?"

Lin Er's smile widened, seemingly unconcerned about Han Cejun's insults. "Han Cejun, there's no need to hate me so much. I told you, I'm here to help you."

It seems Yingying and her stepfather are irreconcilable...

That could be put to good use.

Lin Er said, "Have you considered that the Xia family relatives won't even let you be listed in the family genealogy? Do you think they'll just stand by and watch your son inherit the family business?"

"My son, the eldest grandson of the eldest branch—"

Lin Er interrupted him, "If they dare to go after Xia Ying today, they'll dare to go after your son tomorrow."

Lin Er recalled the Xia family relatives he had seen in the ancestral hall and continued, "Nowadays, most members of the Xia family clan follow the lead of the Third Branch. Am I right?"

"You...you investigated the Xia family!"

Lin Er thought to himself, there's no need to investigate. Just a quick stroll around this morning is enough to get a pretty good idea of ​​what's going on with this group of people.

"Han, my lord, cooperate with me. We'll join forces to bring down the third wife's family, ensuring your son has no more worries. What do you say?"

What are you after?

"I'm a businessman, and what I seek is money," Lin Er said. "I'll help your son seize the family business. After your son inherits the business, he'll pass on the Xia family's silk weaving techniques to me. Neither of us will lose out, how about it?"

"You're that slut Xia Ying's man, how can I trust you?" Han Cejun's eyes darted around, seemingly considering Lin Er's credibility.

Lin Er knew in his heart that he had already wavered.

"You said it yourself, I'm just a son-in-law," Lin Er sighed. "Even if I'm devoted to Xia Ying, I'm still just a useless person who gets ten taels of silver a month. Or do you really think Xia Ying would entrust such an important silk weaving technique to a son-in-law?"

Han Cejun said, "Since that's the case, then I'll have to see your sincerity. Three days from now, on the day of your return visit, Xia Ying will take you to pay respects to the master. You will kill him then, and I will cooperate with you."

"Kill Xia Ying, and the Xia family will fall right into the hands of the third branch. We won't even have to wait for your son to grow up before the third branch wipes out your entire first branch." Lin Er blew the dust off his sleeves. "I originally thought Han Cejun was a smart man, but I was wrong."

"You are certainly not someone worth cooperating with."

"That's all, farewell."

As Lin Er spoke, he lifted his leg and walked out, adding as he went, "If I were you, the first thing I would think about is how to get my name recorded in the family genealogy and gain a foothold in the Xia family, rather than killing a sitting duck."

"etc!"

Lin Er stopped and turned around, catching a glimpse of a fleeting green figure behind the grass and trees.

It seems that Yingying's servants were eavesdropping.

Lin Er looked away, pretending not to see.

Han Cejun quickly said, "If I cooperate with you, are you truly confident that you can help my son inherit the family business?"

"nature."

Han Cejun said, "If that is truly the case, the day my son inherits the family business will be the day you acquire the technique of weaving mermaid yarn."

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Impermanent Wharf.

At the third or fourth anchorage, on the deck of a small cargo ship, a soldier was dozing off. Just as he started snoring, a book flew out of the cabin and woke him up.

"You son of a bitch, Zhongli, why are you smashing your grandpa like that!"

A cold male voice came from inside the cabin, "You're making too much noise, you're disturbing me."

Da Xing swore and clenched his fists as he strode in, shouting, "One of us has to die here today, or this isn't over!"

Zhong Li curled her lip, Zhong Li was disdainful, Zhong Li even rolled her eyes.

Da Xing became even angrier. Just as he picked Zhong Li up, he heard Zhong Li say, "Second Master, you're back."

Upon hearing this, Da Xing loosened his grip and quickly said, "Second Master, I didn't bully him!"

When he turned his head, he found the room empty; there was no sign of Lin Er.

"Zhong Li!" Da Xing gritted his teeth and lunged at Zhong Li, yelling, "Die!"

Zhong Li quickly dodged to the side, "Second Master, you're back."

"You're still trying to fool me!" Da Xing's bared teeth were pulled back; as the saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry.

So he cautiously glanced back.

Great, nobody's here. I've been scammed again.

Da Xing composed himself and roared furiously, "Die!"

Zhong Li: "Second Master, save me!"

"Again!" Da Xing restrained the struggling Zhong Li and said, "I definitely won't fall for it this time!"

"What are you doing?" Lin Er asked, puzzled. Seeing Da Xing pressing down on Zhong Li, he paused for a moment and then said, "Respect, blessings."