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It seemed that the master was giving Liang Mei'er a chance. That night, unlike the previous gentle breeze, a sudden storm arose, with thunder and lightning drowning out all darkness.
The sound of raindrops fell incessantly, quickly covering the muddy path where footprints had been left.
In the dilapidated woodshed of the Yang Residence, the wind howled against the doors and windows. Yang Butler had not eaten for a day and a night, his body shivering and weak, but he noticed two guards had appeared at the entrance.
He knew that Yang Bingshan was growing suspicious. Years of understanding Yang Bingshan made him realize that this matter could not end well.
Proud and arrogant individuals could not tolerate betrayal; everyone around them had to revolve around them, and Yang Bingshan was just like that.
As of today, he no longer sought to continue as the formidable head butler of the Yang Residence in Biqi Town; he only wished to leave safely. Knowing that as long as one has money, one can have any woman they desire.
Now he felt like a beast trapped in a cage. Although his subordinates were useless, there was still Liang Mei'er. Even if it was just because she didn't want him to reveal the truth, Liang Mei'er would wholeheartedly help him out of this predicament.
After all these years without his assistance, why had Liang Mei'er, who wasn't particularly clever, been favored until now? The reason for her being caught this time was that it had been too easy to take down Yang Bingshan's assets before, which had made him let his guard down.
The rain continued to fall heavily, icy droplets hitting the ground and creating bubbles that rippled outward.
Outside the door, two gatekeepers suddenly felt a blow to their necks from behind and collapsed to the ground.
A slender woman quietly entered with two others.
Swiftly freeing him, she urged, "You need to leave quickly. Once you go, don't come back."
The man twisted his sore arm and looked at the disheveled woman before him, suddenly smiling. "Alright, I'll go. But don't forget about my share from the shop."
The woman hurriedly replied, "Okay, okay! Just go find a place where no one can find you and hide."
The man remained calm; in his eyes, the woman's nervous demeanor was incredibly beautiful.
"How are you going to explain this to Yang Bingshan?"
"What is there to explain? I was just sleeping in my room last night, I didn't go anywhere. What does it have to do with me?"
Liang Mei'er had already made up her mind; she would never admit that it was her who let the person go. As for where Yang Butler went, that was beyond her control.
Outside the window, a figure lingered for a long time, his eyes as cold as ice, staring at the two people he once trusted the most.
For the first time, the heartless man felt a pang of pain; after all, even the coldest of hearts cannot remain unmoved.
He wanted to step forward but ultimately held back.
He wanted to continue watching what these two would do.
While you are here observing others, someone else is watching you from further back. Yang Yichen smiled at Yang Bingshan, taking pleasure in observing his expression at that moment.
Inside the room, even though Yang Butler did not trust Liang Mei'er, there was nothing he could do. Once betrayed by Yang Bingshan, he would have no chance of starting over. Therefore, escaping was the best option.
"Alright, I'm leaving now, but don't forget my money; otherwise..."
Then the two leaned their heads together, whispering something that Yang Bingshan couldn't quite catch.
"Alright, alright, hurry up and go!" Liang Mei'er impatiently pushed the man out.
At that moment, the two who stepped out of the room were stunned.
A dark shadow stood in the darkness; outside, in the pouring rain, the man's face grew darker. Amidst the flickering lightning and thunder, he became increasingly inscrutable.
"Yang Butler, Auntie Concubine, what are you doing?" The smile on his face was more terrifying than no smile at all.
Liang Mei'er shrank back, her heart racing. How much of their conversation did Yang Bingshan overhear?
He probably didn't hear everything. Fortunately, they had lowered their voices later; otherwise, the man wouldn't have that expression now.
"What? You make such a mess of my Yang Residence and now you want to leave?"
"Auntie Concubine, it's late at night. With such a poor child, why aren't you resting properly? Why are you letting this servant go?"
Yang Bingshan's face was extremely grim. No wonder he felt that Liang Mei'er was acting strangely yesterday.
If she didn't come up with a convincing reason, Liang Mei'er knew she would be finished.
Just meeting another man in the middle of the night, alone together in a room, was enough to get her in serious trouble.
At this point, she could only mix truth with lies and try her best to make him believe her: "Master, I know I was wrong. I won't dare do it again. It was I who asked Yang Butler to buy the poison."
"What?" Yang Bingshan seemed to find something amusing.
"Why did you do this? What happened to your kindness?"
Liang Mei'er knelt on the ground, her eyes flickering as she devised a plan: "Master, I was wrong. I love you too much. I couldn't stand how attentive you were to my sister; in a moment of confusion, I made a mistake."
"I was afraid of your punishment, so I thought I could quietly let Yang Butler go at night, and then you wouldn't find out about me. But I did this all because of love! I'm afraid of losing you to another woman; you're all I have. You are my support."
Liang Mei'er decisively adopted a soft approach, every word dripping with affection for Yang Bingshan.
Suddenly, the anger of the man dissipated significantly.
It turned out that all of this had a reason behind it, stemming from the woman's love and possessiveness. Looking at it this way, it wasn't entirely unforgivable.
"Master, I truly know I was wrong. I thought that if I drank it, you would be angry with Sister, and then you would be mine forever, and no one could take my place. Master, I realize my mistake."
Outside, thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, making it difficult to see everyone's expressions in the dim light of the room.
He suddenly sighed heavily, "Get up. Don't think too much. Don't do such foolish things again. In my heart, there is only you; you and I are of one mind."
Just like that, Yang Bingshan let go of his worries.
In the distance, Yang Yichen couldn't quite hear what he was saying, but Liang Mei'er slowly stood up and moved to Yang Bingshan's side.
He suddenly sneered; one would never give up until reaching the Yellow River. It was always like this—whenever a woman softened her stance, Yang Bingshan would lose his sense of direction.
There was no hope to place in this man; fortunately, Wen Suling had long since extricated herself from the mire of emotions.
Having bought the poison and concocted such a two-pronged plan, Yang Bingshan could still forgive her.
One reason for this outcome was Liang Meier's silver tongue; another reason was that Yang Bingshan subconsciously refused to believe in the betrayal of two trusted individuals.
"Liang Mei'er, get up. As the housekeeper, you cannot set a bad example and become an accomplice. You may escape death but cannot avoid punishment."
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