Salted Fish Lady Loves to Eat Melons

Chapter 194: I'm not going to get beaten
"Who are you? Go away and don't block the way. I'm teaching my daughter a lesson." Mrs. Wen shouted at Su Xiaomin angrily.

"As the saying goes, a daughter who is married off is like spilled water. Besides, your Wen family has severed the relationship with the Marquis's wife. Don't think of taking advantage of her and remember that you still have a daughter."

The wife of the Crown Prince of the Duke of the Protectorate mocked without any hesitation and glanced Madam Wen up and down with the most contempt in her eyes.

She was still holding back on her status and didn't squeeze in front of Wen Qingwan. It was Wen Qingwan who walked up to her first, greeted her, and took out a bottle of moisturizer for her to try.

Besides, she had sent people to investigate the eleventh daughter of Marquis Weiwu. She had been living under someone else's roof since she was a child and was able to endure hardships. She had a strong character, was beautiful and kind-hearted.

She also wanted to marry into the Marquis's family. At this time, the Marquis's wife would definitely be embarrassed to say anything to her biological mother, so she asked her future in-law to help her speak.

Mrs. Wen was trembling all over after being scolded by Mrs. Xie, and she noticed that the ladies and young ladies who had admired her before looked at her with different eyes.

She really wanted to strangle this rebellious girl to death on the spot, but she was not in the right and had no advantage in this situation.

Seeing that the hard approach didn't work, Madam Wen had to soften her tone and said, "Wan'er, you are my mother's daughter, born after ten months of pregnancy. Do you really have to be so heartless?"

"Mother? I'm heartless? You still know these words? Your husband punished me by making me stand in the hot sun for three hours.

In the cold winter, I had to kneel on the ground and apologize to his beloved, just because everyone laughed when Wen Mingzhu was talking but I didn't.

He had many tricks to punish me, but you really didn't know that? Why didn't you come to help me and tell me that you were my real mother?

If you had any sense of being a mother, you wouldn't let them wantonly humiliate the daughter you carried for ten months!"

Wen Qingwan looked at Madam Wen calmly, her voice clear and without any ripples, as if she was talking about someone else.

Hearing these words, Madam Wen's lips trembled: "I really don't know what Wan'er said. I am very busy managing the huge Wen Mansion every day, so how could I pay attention to these things."

Did she really not know? Not entirely, but because her husband did not like this daughter, she did not dare to like her.

As long as my daughter is alive and well, it's enough. Besides, my husband is not too harsh on her in terms of food and clothing.

When she was a child, she lived in the prime minister's mansion, and it was good enough that her stepmother gave her food to eat. But this rebellious girl was well-fed and well-clothed but still not satisfied.

"Madam, please don't block other ladies from trying it out." Seeing that Madam Wen looked like she was not guilty of ignorance, Wen Qingwan was too lazy to say more.

Their mother-daughter relationship had long been completely consumed by her self-deceiving innocent look.

She didn't want to hate her. After all, as she said, she was her biological daughter who she had carried for ten months.

In her previous life, Madam Wen had a smooth life because she had been well-behaved since she was young and knew how to tolerate Minister Wen and his daughter Wen Mingzhu.

In the end, he worked hard to climb to a high position, and all the members of the Wen family prospered, with Mrs. Wen enjoying even greater glory.

Ever since her rebirth, Wen Qingwan didn't want to care about her anymore!

Let her regard her husband and father as her heaven, and see if she can still live a glorious life in this life?

Sometimes, living is more painful than death, so she just needs to watch her quietly!

Seeing that her daughter was not moved by her persuasion, Madam Wen also became angry, "Everyone, please come and judge what this heartless person is saying.

It’s been so long since those little things happened, but she still remembers that my husband punished her because she didn’t study hard.

My husband has high hopes for his daughter and has spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher to teach her music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If she doesn't learn well, will she be punished?" Most of the ladies present were mistresses who wanted their sons to be successful. When they heard what Madam Wen said, they felt the same way.

Then a lady came out to accuse Wen Qingwan, "Madam Wen is right. Your father spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher for you, and punishing you is also for your own good. How can you bear a grudge?"

"I spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher, so naturally the requirements are high. It's normal to punish you. Don't hold a grudge against me!"

"I'm telling you, there are no biological parents in the world who don't love their own daughter. Madam Hou is so beautiful because she inherited her beauty from her parents. You should be grateful."

"Tsk tsk... Madam Hou is so stingy. She still remembers all the punishments her father gave her when she was a child!"

Seeing that everyone was on the side of that crazy woman, Su Xiaomin got so anxious that she just wanted to roll up her sleeves and fight with those who were talking.

But she was held back by Wen Qingwan. Her face remained calm, but her words were filled with cold cruelty.

"Mrs. Wen, you are deliberately misleading everyone by saying that those famous teachers were hired for me. Then do you dare to swear in public that those famous teachers were not hired by your husband specifically for his precious little daughter?"

"No matter who you invite, after all, you have learned it and you will get practical benefits. Otherwise, would you be so dazzling?" Mrs. Wen said with her neck stiff.

As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her differently. Learning was just a side job, so how could she be punished for not learning well?

At this time, all the ladies believed Wen Qingwan's words, not to mention that they themselves wanted to get close to Wen Qingwan.

"Madam Wen, what you said is wrong. The Marquis's wife has achieved what she has today because of the Marquis Weiwu's appreciation. What does it have to do with your Wen Mansion?"

"That's right. Your youngest daughter is the prince's concubine. You should wait until she comes before you act out the mother-daughter love!" Su Xiaomin sarcastically took advantage of the opportunity.

"Madam Hou, this is not right. After all, Madam Wen is your biological mother. Is it really okay for you to be so aggressive towards your mother?"

An Yurong finally had the chance to show off. She wore a light red long dress today.

With her hair combed into a hanging bun, she looked particularly dignified and beautiful. She stood among the crowd with pride in her eyes.

Madam Hou? Why is a woman of similar age to her so popular?

The kind of person she hated most in her life was someone who liked to steal the spotlight.

Wen Qingwan raised her eyes to look at An Yurong who was standing not far away. She was the sixth daughter of the An family who had reached marriageable age this year but had not yet been engaged.

Will she be able to marry into the East Palace in this life? It is said that the prince is still under house arrest!

"Who do you think you are!" Su Xiaomin said disdainfully, "When did it become your turn to interfere in Madam Hou's affairs?"

"I'm not a big deal, but I'm much better than a domineering young lady like you who bullies people everywhere, right?" An Yurong defended weakly.

"Who gave you the guts to contradict me? Since you said I was arrogant, I guess it's not too much for me to slap you twice now!"

After Su Xiaomin finished speaking, she jumped up and slapped An Yurong twice.

The crisp and loud sound shocked everyone. Su Xiaomin stared at her palm in a daze. It hurt so much.

Isn't this a case of hurting the enemy by a thousand and losing yourself by eight hundred?
She blew on her palm and said arrogantly, "You are the one who insisted on jumping in front of me to get beaten. It would be a waste if I don't beat you up."