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Yang Bingshan, tightly embraced by Liang Mei'er, suddenly froze. What was familiar?
He had no similar memories in his mind, but Liang Mei'er was different. She recalled the meaningful glance from the Wen Family as they left and remembered Yang Butler's desperate plea and warning before he departed.
"What should I do? What should I do?" she kept asking herself.
Over the years, she had relied on Yang Butler's help for many things. The two of them were inextricably linked, knowing each other inside out and holding each other's secrets.
She understood Yang Butler's intentions; if she didn't find a way to save him, he would reveal the truth and take her down with him.
That night, the air was cool as water. After the heart-stopping events of the day, everyone tightly shut their doors, fearing to get involved. The wind rustled softly, just enough to mask the turbulent undercurrents beneath the calm surface.
In the Wen Family's room, Yang Yichen sat beside her, one reading while the other worked on needlework under the dim light.
Finally, one of them broke the silence: "Mother, you don't have to take such risks."
Even if the Wen Family didn't act, Liang Mei'er, Yang Butler, and even Yang Bingshan would not escape this situation.
The Wen Family's intervention merely accelerated matters; ultimately, they would all reach their desired outcome.
The Wen Family slightly raised her head. Under the yellow light, her gaze deepened, resembling that of Yang Yichen as if they were carved from the same mold.
"Yichan, I can handle this. Just don't overexert yourself."
The two were concerned for each other, expressing their feelings in the simplest of words.
After a long pause, they both sighed simultaneously: "Tonight won't be peaceful."
Indeed, even if they wished to maintain a temporary calm, it would not be allowed.
After preparing for so long, they awaited this moment of closure. But while the Wen Family had closed in, did it mean that Yang Yichen's side was finished? Not at all; the truth was far from over.
At the Yang Residence, even the cats and dogs hid away, instinctively avoiding danger.
Suddenly, with a creak, a figure stealthily approached along the wall, glancing around from time to time amidst the sound of the wind rustling.
The shadow was clearly very familiar with the Yang Residence, skillfully navigating through the twists and turns until it stopped in front of a dilapidated door.
The lock on the door was not very sturdy; the long-neglected room was easily breached, and the shadow quickly slipped inside.
"Who?" A hurried, low voice came from within.
After a moment, someone in the corner asked, "Is that you?"
The person in the room was none other than Yang Butler, who had been subdued by Yang Bingshan.
This was a rundown part of the Yang Residence, rarely maintained over the years. Occasionally, it was used to confine servants who were being punished. Yang Butler had been tied up and left here for quite some time.
He felt stiff all over, trembling as he awaited Liang Mei'er's arrival.
The newcomer remained silent, but he knew she was the one he had been waiting for: "Get me out of here."
Indeed, it was a command to be rescued.
A light laugh escaped from her lips, becoming more pronounced in the night: "Why should I? Why would I save you?" It would be just fine if he didn't survive.
Perhaps when he was younger, Yang Butler had been somewhat handsome and pleasant to look at. Now, every intimate encounter made her feel nauseous.
"We both know what you've done. I can't guarantee that nothing will come of this. I wonder if Master is interested in what I have to say."
"You!!!" The woman was furious but had to face this reality.
"Just wait. I'll think of a way when I get back." She stormed out in anger.
A man's annoying voice came from behind: "I want to leave the Yang Family safely, and I need some money to ensure that I can live comfortably for the rest of my life."
Indeed, after the incident was exposed, Yang Bingshan thought of various ways to deal with it. However, staying in the Yang Family was no longer an option; this was the best solution he could come up with.
As long as he had money, he could settle down anywhere and continue to enjoy life.
Back in the courtyard, Liang Mei'er felt her mind was in a whirl and couldn't think of a good idea.
It truly was a case of losing more than gaining.
Inside the room, Yang Bingshan turned over and touched the empty bed. His suspicions were instantly aroused. Where had Liang Mei'er gone? Why didn't she tell him? Why did she go out in the middle of the night?
After thinking for a long time, Liang Mei'er finally returned, tiptoeing as she lifted the covers and gently crawled in. Seeing that Yang Bingshan was still asleep, she let out a sigh of relief.
But she could no longer fall asleep, constantly pondering solutions.
For such a long time, she hadn't hidden many things from Yang Butler, but there weren't many trustworthy people around her. Thus, she found herself in a position where she was being controlled.
As for Yang Butler, he didn't want to use her as a pretext; that's why he personally went to buy poison, which ultimately left him with a handle to hold.
The two who shared the same bed each had their own thoughts.
Trust began to fracture at that moment, and once a crack appeared, it would be hard to heal.
The next morning, both of them woke up with dark circles under their eyes. However, lost in their own thoughts, they didn't notice each other's unusual demeanor.
After washing up, Yang Bingshan left without much conversation with Liang Mei'er.
He headed straight out to a courtyard in Biqi Town. The person waiting for him had dark skin and well-defined muscles.
After understanding his intentions, the strong man patted his chest and assured him: "Master Yang, don't worry. I will handle this matter properly for you, but I need your cooperation."
Upon returning home as usual, he interrogated Yang Butler, but the latter revealed nothing, deepening his confusion.
At that moment, the familiar scene from the Wen Family echoed in his mind. Previously, his thoughts had been clouded by the chaotic noise of that moment, but now he realized that the catalyst for everything was the Bird's Nest Porridge brought to Liang Mei'er.
Fortunately, he intercepted it at a critical moment; otherwise, he would have been faced with Liang Mei'er's corpse.
No, something was off! The familiar scene kept repeating in his mind. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head; it was indeed very familiar—no doubt about it.
Could it be that the truth of that incident was not what he thought? Impossible! Where had the gentle and kind version of her gone? Yang Bingshan could not bring himself to think ill of Liang Mei'er.
In his eyes, Liang Mei'er was just a bit temperamental but would never harbor malicious intentions or concoct such a vicious scheme.
Yet at this moment, he hesitated.
Forget it; he would proceed according to the original plan. If Liang Mei'er had nothing to do with it, then after dedicating himself to her for most of his life and indulging in romance for so long, he suddenly felt a profound sense of helplessness and weariness.
Where was the heroine in Yang Bingshan's mind? He felt restless until he bribed several servants around him with generous rewards to barely prepare as Yang Butler requested.
He was just waiting for the right moment to take him away from the Yang Family. Otherwise, framing his master or attempting to poison him would be a crime punishable by death.
But would things go smoothly according to her plan?
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