The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 150 Don’t I Still Have You?

Besides, these things in her hands were too conspicuous and detrimental to what she was going to do next.

The reason why she took over this hot potato was because she wanted to get evidence that Gongshu Tingyue had falsified accounts to deceive Jiang Wenqing.

Now that she has got the things, there is no need for her to keep the rest with her. Letting her take it back will not only prevent other people's attention from being focused on her, but will also make outsiders think that Gongshu Tingyue is domineering and will not allow her rights to be violated in the slightest.

Although those evidences were not enough to really bring down Gongshu Tingyue, they were more than enough to completely alienate them.

But Yuzhi didn't understand Lin Mowan's calculations, and just said helplessly and worriedly: "You don't care, but now the Second Master is stuck with other things and can't pay attention to your movements all the time. If you don't have anything to rely on, what if you are bullied by those people again?"

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes, pondered for a moment, then looked up at her again. When their eyes met, she saw that Yuzhi's expression was extremely serious, and the look in her eyes was as if she was going to be bullied.

Lin Mowan smiled at her, sat aside, stretched out her hand to take Yuzhi's hand, raised her head slightly, and said: "It's okay, good Yuzhi, don't I still have you? Don't you want to protect me?"

"Of course not!" Yuzhi explained anxiously, her voice unconsciously rising a few degrees. She squatted down and held Lin Mowan's hand. Thinking that she really didn't understand, she patiently explained: "Girl, of course I can protect you now, but if one day I am gone, or if, like the Second Master, I am delayed by something and need you to face danger alone, I like you to be able to protect yourself."

Listening to her heartfelt concerns, the joking smile on Lin Mowan's face gradually disappeared. She felt a little sour at the tip of her nose, and a warm current passed through her heart.

After a moment of silence, she quickly calmed down, just smiled and nodded at her, giving her a comforting look.

Come to think of it, although Yuzhi was indeed Shen Weiyuan's person over the years, if she were honest, she really treated Lin Mowan as another master.

For Lin Mowan, she thought she had reached the end of her rope and had given up everything. If she could drag the Jiang family with her to be buried with her before she died, it would be considered a win.

The next day, after lunch, the sky suddenly became gloomy again, and snowflakes fell gently. The snowflakes were not heavy, but the chill was still biting when walking on the road.

Lin Mowan sat by the window, watching the snowflakes falling outside. Yuzhi was embroidering a handkerchief beside her, Xiao Sanhua was sleeping next to the living room, and the kettle on the stove was emitting billowing smoke.

Not long after, a little girl came in from outside, stood at the entrance, roughly shook off the snow on her body, walked into the house breathing heavily, walked quickly to Lin Mowan's side, bent down and whispered something in Lin Mowan's ear.

Lin Mowan collected her empty thoughts, looked back at the little girl standing beside her, and after a moment of silence, she nodded and looked at the stove beside her: "I know, go have a cup of tea to warm yourself up."

"Thank you, girl."

Then, Lin Mowan turned to look at Yuzhi who was standing beside her. Yuzhi had also put down her work, met Lin Mowan's gaze, and asked, "Shall we go now?"

Lin Mowan nodded: "Of course it's the best time when she's not here."

"Okay, I'll get ready." Yuzhi said, and walked into the inner room. Lin Mowan just smiled and turned to change clothes. When she came out of the warm room, she had already made enough mental preparations, but she was still caught off guard by the oncoming cold and shrank her neck.

Yuzhi took the things and followed Lin Mowan. They went to the kitchen first and then went straight to Jiang Wenqing's study.

When they arrived, there were only two guards standing outside the study. When they saw that it was Lin Mowan, they did not stop her. This allowed Lin Mowan to enter very smoothly. She just asked the two guards to confirm that Jiang Wenqing was inside.

She knocked on the door, but the person inside didn't seem to know it was Lin Mowan and let them in casually.

It was not until the two people approached that Jiang Wenqing raised his eyes from the book in his hand. After seeing that it was Lin Mowan, not only did the expression on his face freeze, but even the hand holding the cup could not help but tremble.

Lin Mowan just glanced at him. Although she caught it, she pretended not to see it. She just smiled gently as usual: "What's wrong, Daddy?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wenqing seemed to react. The hand holding the cup suddenly loosened, and with a "pop", the cup fell on the table, splashing water everywhere. He immediately straightened the cup in a hurry and was looking for something to wipe the water stains on the table.

But after searching for a long time, he didn't find anything useful. At this moment, Lin Mowan took the initiative to hand over a handkerchief. Jiang Wenqing was stunned and hesitated for a few seconds. Although a trace of vigilance flashed across his eyes, he didn't want Lin Mowan to notice it.

But after only a moment, he still hesitated and took the handkerchief handed over by Lin Mowan, and even said politely: "Thank you."

Lin Mowan smiled brightly and gently, and said hurriedly: "Daddy, you are so polite to me."

Jiang Wenqing tried hard to pull up the corners of his mouth, his smile was a little forced and a little ugly. Seeing this, Lin Mowan felt secretly relieved. Seeing that he was unhappy, she felt happy.

Jiang Wenqing must have been the most upset about this sudden change. He hastily tidied up the table, put the soiled handkerchief aside, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Although he tried hard to restrain himself, it was not difficult to hear a hint of urging in his tone, which was just short of telling her to speak if she had anything to say and leave if she didn't.

But this cannot be blamed on Jiang Wenqing. It's just that since Lin Mowan came to the Jiang family meeting, she seemed to rarely come to the study, let alone come to see him specially. Naturally, he felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

As the saying goes, one never comes to visit without a reason. Jiang Wenqing didn't know what Lin Mowan was up to. The more he thought about it, the more unsure he became.

Lin Mowan was not in a hurry to answer. She just turned around, took the ginseng soup from Yuzhi's hand, and gently placed it in front of him, saying, "The weather is cold, Dad, drink some ginseng soup to warm your body."

Jiang Wenqing didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on the bowl of soup with a complicated expression. His first reaction was: she poisoned it.

Of course he refused, but he couldn't say it out loud. He just looked at the soup in front of him warily, as if it really was some deadly poison.

Lin Mowan just smiled and said nothing, and urged him: "Daddy, why don't you drink?"