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In the courtyard of the Wen Family, Yang Yichen was chatting with his mother. His handsome figure was a unique sight in the courtyard, causing the maids to blush.
"Oh my, your charm is really growing, look at those maids," Wen Suling said, having let go of years of worries. Liang Mei'er had received her punishment, and her mood was greatly improved.
The pent-up frustrations of many years had completely dissipated, restoring her youthful glow. If the original Wen Suling was a gentle and beautiful woman, then now she appeared as vibrant as a girl in her teens.
No one could believe that she had such a grown son.
Yang Yichen felt helpless; there was nothing he could do about his mother. He could only direct his dissatisfaction toward the maids. A cold glance sent one of them shivering, causing her to quickly lower her head and get back to work.
The Young Master was truly frightening, but stealing a glance at him was undeniably captivating.
However, she only dared to fantasize in her heart and did not show any emotions outwardly.
The Wen Family was also speechless. However, it was comforting that her son wasn't as flirtatious as other men.
"You should be gentler with girls," she said. But as for the maids? They simply couldn't be compared to her son; she wouldn't actively seek to warm his bed.
Having experienced an unhappy life with unreliable men, she didn't want her son to follow the same path. After understanding the harsh realities of life in the household, she deeply recognized the importance of family and sincerely hoped that her son could wholeheartedly love one person and lead a simple yet happy life.
"Mother, the family matters have been resolved. Liang Mei'er has received her due punishment, and the Yang Family has fallen. From now on, you can live with me. As for this residence? It can be left for him alone."
Yang Yichen had no desire to continue living in such a murky household; he preferred the clear mountains and waters of the countryside instead.
"Alright, alright, Mother, no problem. As long as you don't find me annoying," Wen Family said with a hearty laugh.
It's much freer in the countryside; you can go out occasionally to stroll around and enjoy the scenery. Here, everything has to follow the rules.
Wen Family was more than happy to see Liang Mei'er’s outcome. After all, the official word was that Liang Mei'er was gravely ill and not allowed visitors.
But she knew that Liang Mei'er was locked away because she had been caught in bed with someone else.
At this moment, Yang Bingshan finally saw Liang Mei'er’s true colors: "This is fine; from now on, your father can make as much noise as he wants. It has nothing to do with us."
As for Liang Mei'er’s ultimate fate? It would be a miracle if she got better; she never imagined Liang Mei'er would be so bold as to cuckold a man. It wasn't until yesterday's incident that she truly believed it.
She still remembered how shocked she was when she first heard the news.
With Yang Bingshan's personality, things would be terrible for them both.
And what about Yang Yichen? Since his mother didn't actively ask Yang Bingshan about Liang Mei'er’s punishment, he wouldn't bring it up either.
"Mother, please hurry up and pack. Once you're done, we can leave anytime."
"Sure, I also want to see Liu Qingxi. I wonder how she's been lately." Wen Family really liked that girl, especially since her son had feelings for her; they genuinely regarded her as a potential daughter-in-law.
Thus, the matter regarding Liang Mei'er came to a close, and Yang Yichen no longer cared about any subsequent issues.
In the blink of an eye, so much time had passed while dealing with the chaotic affairs at home. His mood wasn't very pleasant; only thinking of Liu Qingxi could dispel that darkness.
As for Liang Mei'er’s fate? He would not feel sympathy; it was all deserved, the result of the seeds this woman had sown herself. Who could she blame?
As for the son she bore for Yang Bingshan? He had been spoiled into a second-generation rich kid, indulging in pleasure and leisure. After this incident, Yang Bingshan couldn't help but doubt whether this son he had cherished for many years was even his biological child.
With that thought in mind, the more he looked, the less he saw resemblance, and the more he saw traits of Yang Butler. Yang Bingshan directly slapped him out, cutting off his allowances.
After causing a scene several times, Young Master Yang found that his father was resolute in punishing him. He quietly sneaked into Liang Mei'er’s courtyard, hoping she would say a few words on his behalf.
What he found was Liang Mei'er lying half-dead on the bed, her eye sockets sunken, her head dry and withered, her body covered in scars, and fresh red liquid continuously flowing from her lower body.
She was nothing but skin and bones, which terrified him so much that he ran out in shock, never daring to mention this matter again.
He had thought that if men were unreliable, at least he had a son. However, seeing his son's expression and behavior as if he were looking at a ghost pierced her heart like a thousand arrows. The last glimmer of hope faded away as the light in her eyes gradually disappeared.
The current outcome was all due to her own indulgence towards her son; she could not blame anyone else.
Facing her now were endless torments. A mute old woman came to feed her and help clean her wounds. Night after night brought the same scene, just with different men.
Most importantly, these men shared common traits: they were ugly, foul-smelling, and lewd. The relentless torment left her overwhelmed; after each ordeal, she could see Yang Bingshan’s devilish smile.
If time could be rewound, she would never choose this path. She would never knowingly marry as a concubine to someone who was already married to Yang Bingshan. Step by step, she became dissatisfied with power, gradually expanding her ambitions until she resorted to any means necessary to achieve her goals.
This led to her current situation, but it was too late for regrets; life could not start over.
And what about Yang Butler? Day after day witnessing such explosive scenes and being fed exhilarating drugs by Yang Bingshan, yet unable to vent his frustrations, he would soon be rendered useless.
Until one day, Liang Mei'er could no longer bear it and chose the most tragic way to end her life. In her final moments, with her face covered in blood, she fiercely said to Yang Bingshan,
“If life could start over, if I could choose again, I would never choose you. You have such a cruel heart; I hate you! I hate you!” Those words exhausted all her strength.
“Yang Bingshan, I curse you to never find love in this life or the next, to live in loneliness and despair, abandoned by all!” She exerted every ounce of power, her eyes glaring fiercely at the man.
Then she slowly lowered her arm, and her young life came to an end.
Liang Mei'er's life concluded there; at the moment her soul dissipated, she resolved never to repeat the same path in her next life.
Regardless of past grievances, they ended with her life.
Naturally, that is another story and will not be elaborated upon.
Looking at Yang Yichen and the Wen Family, the two had not spent much time at Yang Residence after the years passed. There was little to pack up. The mother and son were eager and quickly prepared their belongings before quietly leaving at noon.
Half an hour later, they appeared in the courtyard of Ten Li Pu, exchanging smiles as they understood each other's intentions.
“What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pack; otherwise, where will we sleep tonight?”
Thus, the servants busily rushed about.
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