The first domineering pet: the young marshal's darling

Chapter 33 I Hate Wu Hansen to Death
"I didn't care about what happened at the banquet just now." Mu Jiayun knew that he was no longer the man of the Qing Dynasty, so being wronged was nothing?
Rong Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief, "Yunyun, after we get married, you will be the young wife of the Rong family, and no one will dare to bully you."

"Pei Ling, do you have a maid?" Mu Jiayun asked incessantly.

"No." Rong Yanchen replied without thinking.

"Why didn't you?" Mu Jiayun didn't know why?After learning that Rong Yanchen was gone, not only did his mood not improve, but he became even more depressed.

Rong Yanchen has none
Why would he?
No one knows what the Tongfang girl is used for, but he is still deceiving her that Yu Ruyan has no skin relationship, until now he has not said a word of the truth.

The more I think about it, the colder my heart becomes.

Rong Yanchen didn't know what Mu Jiayun was thinking, so he answered every question: "At the beginning, my mother also intended to arrange a housekeeper for me, but I was focused on my studies, and I also had to learn to do business, and then I went to I studied in Italy, and when I came back from abroad to take over my family’s business, I was so busy that I didn’t have much time to think about those things.”

"What if you didn't go abroad?" Mu Jiayun didn't know what answer she wanted to get from Rong Yanchen, so she just asked blindly.

Rong Yanchen thought carefully and replied: "If I didn't go abroad, maybe I would."

Mu Jiayun couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard the words. This is the sadness of feudal society's oppression of women.

Why do men do this?
Shouldn't one be monogamous for life?

Mu Jiayun was born in everyone, and he knows the old rules of feudal society better than anyone else.

Her older sister, Mu Jiameng, was born to Mu Jiazhiwen's maid. Mu Jiameng's mother bled and died after giving birth. Mu Jiameng was almost raised by Bai Suxue.

The reason why everyone in the family calls Mu Jiayun Miss Yun is because she is a prostitute, and according to the rules, she is the legitimate eldest lady of the palace; but Bai Suxue always treats Mu Jiameng as her own daughter, fearing that Mu Jiameng Feeling wronged, so they are called Miss Mu Jiameng and Miss Mu Jiayunyun.

The more she understood the unfair rules for women in the old society, the more she couldn't accept it.

Maybe, what mother said is right, she went abroad to study badly.

Rong Yanchen saw that Mu Jiayun didn't say anything for a long time, and wondered to himself, could it be that he accidentally said the wrong thing and made Yunyun unhappy?

He hastily took Mu Jiayun's little hand and apologized, "Yunyun, what I said just now was wrong and made you angry, so I apologize to you."

Mu Jiayun was preoccupied with something, and didn't care that his hand was held by him, "I'm not angry."

He at least had the courage to admit it, but what about some people?Full of lies, eloquent.

Compared with Wu Hansen, Rong Yanchen did not know how many times better.

At this moment, in Rong Yanchen's eyes, her slightly frowning eyebrows and even her melancholy eyes are charming, and her heart rate is accelerating uncontrollably.

He found that he was really crazy.

At night, Zhang Mansion, which had been bustling all day, finally calmed down.

In the study, Zhang Hanmei stood in front of Zhang Wenyuan, "Dad, I lost 20 today, I'm sorry."

Zhang Wenyuan took a sip of Longjing and said casually: "Xiaomei! You are the only young lady in the Zhang family who has not left the cabinet. Losing 20 is just a game. You still need to study hard while you are in the party of the rich and powerful."

Zhang Hanmei immediately realized that her father was indirectly saying that she was a poor girl and couldn't do anything.

My heart is sour and uncomfortable. If her father hadn't raised her as a girl since she was a child, would she be like this now?
But she answered respectfully on the surface: "Yes, my daughter will always keep my father's teachings in mind."

"Xiaomei, Hebei is now ruled by the Wu family's army. As long as you climb up to Wu Hansen, even if you are a concubine, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future." Zhang Wenyuan said earnestly.

"Daughter remembers." Zhang Hanmei replied with a nod.

"In addition, what you said to Miss Mu Jia at the banquet today is really outrageous. Even if the Mu Palace loses power, she, Mu Jiayun, is still Rong Shao's fiancee. Although Rong Shao is a businessman, he is in charge of the lifeline of Peiping's economy. If he angers Beiping, he will mess up, and it will not be me, the chief of the police department, who will take responsibility, if you are still so ungrateful in the future, then it is better for you to be a girl."

In Zhang Wenyuan's eyes, interests are above all else. If this daughter will only drag him back, he would rather not have it.

Zhang Hanmei was so frightened that her face turned pale, she knelt down with a ding dong, "Dad, I know I was wrong."

Zhang Wenyuan waved his hand, saying that this matter is over.

Knock knock knock. A knock on the door interrupted the Zhang family's father and daughter's conversation.

Zhang Wenyuan told Zhang Hanmei to get up from the ground, and then called the people outside the door to come in.

The one who opened the door was the old butler of the Zhang family, in his fifties, with gray temples, tall and thin, wearing a gray robe, walked to the desk and bowed energetically.

"Director, what should I do with the girl who spilled tea at the banquet today?"

Zhang Wenyuan was silent for two seconds, took out a piece of mahjong from the desk drawer, played with it for a long time before ordering: "Deduct half a month's wages."

"Yes." Steward Zhang nodded and left.

After the study door was closed, Zhang Hanmei said angrily: "Dad, that lowly servant girl made our Zhang family lose face, you just punished us so lightly, no one would dare to make mistakes at our important banquets in the future."

Zhang Wenyuan glanced at his daughter fiercely, "Confused, do you think that all the servants in my Zhang family are as reckless and brainless as you?"

He got up angrily, and put the mahjong in his hand heavily on the desk, "I picked up this piece of mahjong at the place where the girl fell down. You can decide for yourself what the truth is."

Zhang Wenyuan slammed the door away angrily, wondering whether this daughter, who was as brainless as her mother, was worth his effort to cultivate.

For now, I can only try it out.

Zhang Hanmei stared at the mahjong left by her father, thinking about it, but still couldn't figure out what this mahjong meant. Could it be that someone accidentally dropped it on the ground?

Unable to figure it out, she simply gave up and decided to call a few ladies to have tea and play cards together.

Only by being with those people, she can find confidence in the few English she can speak proudly in the bustling England.

Wu Mansion, a European-style luxury bedroom, Wu Hansen was half lying on a European-style leather chaise longue wearing a nightgown, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, and inside the small wooden box was a pink apron.

This was given to Rong Yanchen by Mu Jiayun on his birthday.

At that time, he didn't know Mu Jiayun's identity, and mistakenly thought that Mu Jiayun was the woman who wanted to climb up to him.

Now that I think about it carefully, there are all signs that the real owner of this gift should be Rong Yanchen.

(End of this chapter)