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"I'm sorry for neglecting you during this time." Yang Bingshan sighed lightly, the frail appearance of the woman in his arms evoking memories from many years ago. Ever since the Wen Family left six months ago and returned, he had become quite muddled.
"That won't happen again!"
"Really?" The woman raised her tear-filled eyes, traces of tears marking her face, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes couldn't hide her captivating charm.
"Even when old, one must keep their word; otherwise, I might as well not live!"
Liang Mei'er had accompanied Yang Bingshan for many years and was well aware of his habits. He was arrogant and could not tolerate being looked down upon, yet he favored women who adored him.
Understanding this point, Liang Mei'er knew that this opportunity had arrived. The Wen Family had willingly relinquished their chance; how could she be polite?
Naturally, Yang Bingshan stayed in Liang Mei'er's courtyard. The next morning, Auntie Concubine regained favor, and news of the lady's loss of favor spread throughout every corner of Yang Residence.
On the surface, the servants were respectful towards the Wen Family, but inside they began to stir.
Did this mean that Liang Mei'er would once again take control of the household? Should they abandon their previous loyalties and cling to Auntie Concubine's side?
After all, Liang Mei'er had been favored for many years, something that the Wen Family could not easily compare to.
Of course, there were also those who genuinely stood by the Wen Family, unafraid of Liang Mei'er's reappearance before everyone.
Compared to her previous arrogance, Liang Mei'er had learned to be more prudent this time; at least in front of Yang Bingshan, she would no longer act so brazenly.
"Just focus on your work; you don't need to worry about me."
Everyone was shocked! It was the first time Liang Mei'er spoke so gently to the servants; it nearly blinded them with surprise. What was happening? Was the sun rising from the west?
Look at the colors, nothing unusual, everything seems normal!
Liang Mei'er had long accumulated power in the hearts of the servants. She thought that with the Wen Family's strong return, she would no longer have a chance to turn things around. Little did she know...
"Auntie Concubine, how are you!" The servants greeted respectfully.
Who knows if Liang Mei'er is truly as she appears! They had to uncover the truth!
Liang Mei'er had not enjoyed this feeling of being revered like a queen for a long time; it felt almost like a different life.
And all of this was because of that woman from the Wen Family. She had taken away her rightful position as mistress, snatched her title as Madam Yang, and usurped her son's legitimate status.
Everything made Liang Mei'er wish she could kill her.
No! She couldn't just sit and wait; now that she had gained her freedom, she felt even more motivated.
In the afternoon, Yang Bingshan left the Yang Residence to conduct business.
A plump figure quietly slipped into Liang Mei'er's courtyard, stealthily closing the door behind them.
Inside, Liang Mei'er sat before the mirror, meticulously adorning herself. A woman beautifies herself for those she loves, and men are fond of beautiful women.
Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, startling her: "Ah!"
The hurried cry abruptly stopped: "Shh! Don't speak; it's me!"
The greasy hand of You Lululu reached over, "How is it? Have you gained the favor of the master again? Doesn't it feel good?"
It turned out to be a chubby man, his words smooth and slick, occasionally taking liberties with Liang Mei'er.
Liang Mei'er impatiently pushed the man away, looking annoyed, "Don't touch me!"
Compared to Yang Bingshan, who maintained a good figure even in middle age, this short and stout man should just stay where he felt comfortable.
"Hey! So now that you've used me, you want to throw me away? It's not that easy. Aren't you afraid I'll spill the beans?" The man's breath slowly brushed against the woman's ear.
"Do you dare? Aren't you afraid Yang Bingshan will kill you?"
"What do I have to fear? I'm all alone. Having a beauty for company makes the journey to the underworld more colorful, doesn't it? But you're different; you could enjoy the wealth and glory of the Yang Family, and now..."
"You!" Liang Mei'er was furious, but the man's words were true. Neither of them dared to expose their affair; otherwise, both would struggle to survive.
No man could tolerate being cuckolded.
After a moment's thought, Liang Mei'er slowly stood up, urged the man to sit down, then sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, speaking softly, "I was just joking with you earlier; why get so angry?"
She still needed the man's help.
"My beauty, now you see my worth, right? Yang Bingshan has neglected you so much; without my support, how could you endure? Isn't that right?" She gently pinched his backside. "Yang Bingshan can't satisfy you; look, I'm here for you. Isn't that so?"
The two quickly became entangled, moving from the bed to the floor and then to the dressing table, leaving traces of their passionate encounter everywhere.
At this moment, Yang Bingshan was unaware that the woman he had devoted himself to had betrayed him—oh no! It could have been a long time ago.
He was still immersed in her docile and understanding demeanor, along with a hint of guilt for his recent coldness towards her.
Liang Mei'er gasped softly, her body entwined with the man's, beads of sweat glistening on his corpulent figure.
Afterward, Liang Mei'er laughed playfully, "Darling, I still have something for you to help me with."
The man, satisfied, nodded quietly as he listened to Liang Mei'er whispering in his ear before he left discreetly.
Dressed again, he appeared serious, making it hard for anyone to guess what had just transpired.
However, all their actions were witnessed by one person.
At the same time, Ten Li Pu, Yang Yichen's face was dark as storm clouds. He could not fathom what his mother had experienced after returning from the incense offering yesterday.
Fortunately, he had kept people watching over her. If it weren't for the guards noticing that Yang Bingshan had been inside for too long and the unusual commotion coming from within, he shuddered to think what might have happened.
Yang Bingshan was truly a beast—no! He was worse than a beast!
The young man clenched the letter tightly in his hands before spreading his palm open, turning it to dust that vanished into the air.
"Anan, prepare the horses. We are returning to Biqi Town!"
Two sleek steeds burst forth from the Yang Family courtyard, kicking up a cloud of dust as they quickly disappeared from sight.
A moment later, the two appeared in front of the Yang Residence.
Striding directly towards the Wen Family's location, Yang Yichen felt a slight tremor in his heart. His mother's health had just improved; it was still fragile, and with Yang Bingshan causing such a commotion, he wondered if she could withstand it.
In the blink of an eye, the servants only saw a figure flash by.
"Who just came in?"
"I don't know. I didn't see anyone. Are you sure you didn't just imagine it?"
"I definitely saw someone pass by!"
The servants' discussion was of no concern to Yang Yichen. His greatest worry was the current state of the Wen Family. If anything were to happen, he could never forgive himself.
It wasn't until he saw the Wen Family quietly lying in the shade reading that the knot in his heart began to loosen.
"Yichan, you're here?" The Wen Family didn't want their son to worry. After a night of reflection on yesterday's events, there were no lingering shadows.
Yang Yichen sneered softly, anticipating Yang Bingshan's next move. After all, it was more interesting for a cat to play with a mouse without killing it all at once, wasn't it?
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