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Liang Mei'er walked beside him, her arm linked with the man's as if to show off, smiling sweetly.
Just then, Yang Yichen and Wen Family approached side by side. Liang Mei'er’s smile grew even brighter. "Sister, you’re back! As soon as I heard from the servants, I hurried over to welcome you."
After a slight pause, she continued, "But after hearing the news, you insisted on accompanying me. Sister, it must have been tiring for you on the way. I've already instructed the servants to clean your courtyard and ordered the kitchen to prepare food."
She carried herself entirely like the mistress of the house, declaring her dominance over Wen Family.
Wen Family glanced at their intertwined arms and realized she felt nothing at all.
In the past, every time she saw them together, it felt like a knife was cutting through her heart, leaving her in unbearable pain.
When did she stop feeling heartache? This was good; at least she wouldn’t be sad anymore.
However, while Wen Family maintained a blank expression in Liang Mei'er’s eyes, she was secretly distressed.
She wished she could find a secluded place right now to laugh loudly three times. Finally, Wen Family was no longer that pitiful woman who seduced men; after so many years, she had finally won once.
Gripping Yang Bingshan's hand tighter startled the man awake from his reverie.
After months apart, Wen Family's complexion had become more radiant, her skin glowing like a peach and exuding a delicate fragrance. Her gentle beauty captivated him, making it hard for him to look away.
"Ahem, since you're back, why don’t you go rest in your own courtyard?" To ease the awkwardness, Yang Bingshan quickly changed the subject, fearing that if he looked any longer, he might not be able to resist pulling the woman into his arms.
Wen Family possessed the charm of a mature woman with a perfect figure, yet her face bore no wrinkles; her complexion was as rosy as that of a young girl in her teens.
Compared to the concubine who had just entered from the backyard, she was far more alluring. Oh! No! She was even more feminine.
Liang Mei'er didn’t expect Yang Bingshan’s casual remark would leave her feeling so frustrated. She feigned kindness and generosity: "Master, you go ahead with your work; I can take care of Sister here!"
She blinked her eyes flirtatiously.
Yang Yichen was speechless; how could a thirty-year-old woman act like this? Wasn't it disgusting?
Ignoring the shameless couple, he helped Wen Family walk towards his courtyard.
Yang Bingshan, still flustered from earlier, turned a corner and disappeared.
With the man gone, Liang Mei'er stopped pretending: "Sister, why do you have to come back here when there are so many other places? You should know that the master doesn't like you. How can you have the face to return?"
This woman, who hid a knife behind her smile, turned hostile faster than flipping a book.
Wen Family didn't want to answer such a foolish question and pretended not to hear. However, Liang Mei'er was relentless and had touched her sore spot.
Finally unable to hold back, she said, "It's been a few months since we last met, Auntie Concubine has become even more unruly. After all, I am the head matriarch of the Yang Family. When did it become your turn to meddle?"
Liang Mei'er’s face changed from pale to red and finally to dark crimson under the scolding.
"What are you talking about, sister?"
"I have no sister. Also, since you are a concubine, know your place. Who gave you the right to wear bright red clothing? Don't you know how to greet the master properly? Who taught you these rules?"
The servants lowered their heads, secretly laughing.
The mocking laughter around her made Liang Mei'er stumble slightly; she had never been publicly humiliated like this before. How would she face others in the future?
If looks could kill, Wen Family would have died a thousand times over.
"You lot, hurry up and help Auntie Concubine back. Don't come out of the courtyard unless necessary; we wouldn't want some blind fools bumping into you!" Wen Family instructed calmly.
However, it left the servants feeling an inexplicable pressure.
Subconsciously wiping nonexistent cold sweat, several maids hurriedly supported Liang Mei'er as she walked back to her quarters.
The Wen Family's unusually strong return made everyone realize that changes were coming to the Yang Residence.
During the time the Wen Family was away, Liang Mei'er managed the household affairs, wielding absolute power over the servants' lives and deaths. The servants treated her with utmost respect, and even in private, they only dared to speak well of her, making her feel like the true mistress.
But now that the Wen Family had returned, they had directly reduced her to a pitiful state, like a stray dog.
In her heart, she wished to tear the Wen Family to pieces, a voice harshly etched in her mind: "Wen Family, just you wait!"
Her twisted expression made her appear several years older, completely losing the dignified demeanor she had in front of Yang Bingshan.
"Wen Suling, what gives you the right? What gives you the right?"
"Don't just stand there; take her away!" With a command from the Wen Family, the servants instinctively complied, suddenly realizing what had just happened.
Especially the pale-faced Young Master beside them; with just a subtle glance from him, they felt their bodies stiffen and unable to move.
In the hall, the Wen Family calmly took a seat: "Since I have returned, I will take over all matters in the back courtyard."
"Madam, it was previously Auntie Concubine..."
"Hmm?" The servants who had just spoken in unison were silenced by a sweeping glance from the Wen Family.
"No matter whom you served before, from now on, there's no need to trouble Auntie Concubine. Managing all affairs is tiring; it's time for her to have a good rest."
With this return, the Wen Family directly stripped Liang Mei'er of her authority without giving her any chance to resist. While Yang Bingshan was unaware, they forcefully replaced those they had installed in the inner courtyard.
The Wen Family had their reasons for acting this way. For so many years, she had weakly tucked herself away in her shell, avoiding the storms outside and neglecting her only son.
His childhood was spent in the company of pain, and if she had cared even a little, perhaps her son would not have suffered so much.
As for her return this time? She intended to muster her courage and reorganize the Yang Family, providing her son with a pure environment.
Yang Yichen slowly spoke, "Mother, you really don't need to do this. I can handle it!"
"It's different. I can do something for you, and that makes me happy!" The Wen Family's eyes sparkled with joy, completely shedding the earlier dominance as if the vivid scenes were mere illusions.
"Alright, alright. The most important thing right now is to quickly review your studies and prepare for the Provincial Examination. But don't push yourself too hard. If you can't do something, don't force it. Just be happy; that's all I ask for."
The room was filled with warmth, and the sight of the Wen Family sewing clothes moved Yang Yichen deeply. His mother was doing everything she could to help him without asking for anything in return.
In Liang Mei'er's courtyard, there were continuous screams like that of a slaughtered pig, followed by the sound of porcelain shattering, which was no less than the chaos when Yang Bingshan's restaurant faced closure.
The maidservants occasionally shivered and trembled, shrinking their necks to lower their presence, fearing that Liang Mei'er would vent her frustrations on them.
"I can't just sit here and wait for my doom. I need to find the master! I need to find the master!" After years of being husband and wife, sharing a bed, Liang Mei'er could not believe that Yang Bingshan could be so heartless.
But could she go out? The guards outside were all talents secretly cultivated by Yang Yichen.
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