Does your husband only love his wife?I turned around and left the house to marry a villain

Song Yizi had never seen such a formation before, and she didn't know where she went wrong.

After her clothes were stripped off by people from Cisongtang, she huddled beside the stool, trembling with her hands folded in her legs.

Liang Wan knew that would not be easy either.

Mrs. Song went up and slapped her in the face, angrily yelling: "It's a prodigal thing. You dare to use the silver that Jin Yun uses to make money for Qian'er to subsidize yourself."

"You're going to rebel, aren't you? I'm promoting you so that I can have a legitimate identity, not for you to be a wealthy young lady who works hard."

"You're so proud of me, you bought money and new clothes for this thing. What do you want to do? You can't wait to take this thing back, or do you want to harm Brother Ze?"

The peony hairpin on her head was slapped off by Mrs. Song.

Feiyun's hair on his temples was scattered and fell to one side.

Liang Wanzhi was at a loss for a moment, her whole head was confused and confused.

She saw her disheveled daughter crying again, her face turned pale with fright, but Liang Wanzhi did not dare to go over and hug her.

She knew that she had offended the old lady.

"Old...old lady, I..."

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Song Qian had just returned from outside.

He quickly walked into Cisong Hall and saw Liang Wanzhi's mother and daughter lying on the ground, with hairpins and hairdresses scattered on the ground.

Song Yizi was wearing only one undershirt, sitting on the ground wiping her tears and crying.

Mrs. Song was angry at the news and asked: "Jin Yun said that she gave you 4000 taels to handle foreign affairs. Is this true?"

Song Qian frowned and looked at Liang Wanzhi: "What did Xie Jinyun say to my grandmother?"

"You don't have to look at that woman. Just answer my question. Are you going to transfer the silver to this woman?"

"Grandma, who said I gave the silver to Wan'er." Song Qian denied this.

Mrs. Song was quick-thinking and could tell at a glance that Song Qian was lying.

She turned around and pointed at Liang Wanzhi and said: "She is wearing clothes from Jinxiufang, and all the silver hairpins and beads are of the best quality. She also bought a hundred taels of clothes and bracelets for this thing. You think I am blind and can't see clearly."

When Liang Wanzhi heard this, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to straighten her clothes, her face looking ashamed and embarrassed.

Song Qian tightened his fists slightly, not wanting Liang Wanzhi to feel aggrieved at all, and said: "Grandma, I arranged for people from Jinxiu Workshop to make these clothes and jewelry for Wan'er and Yizi. If it hadn't been for Wan'er six years ago, my grandson would probably be like his father. Same, if you die in Xiguan, you won’t be able to come back.”

Mrs. Song's lips opened slightly. She wanted to accuse Liang Wanzhi again, but because of Song Qian's words, she swallowed it back.

She glared at Liang Wanzhi, then glanced at Song Yizi coldly.

Thinking of Xie Jinyun's strange behavior these days, Mrs. Song held her forehead and sat back in the chair: "Did you show any clues in front of Jinyun?"

"What's wrong with Xie Jinyun?" Song Qian asked with a frown.

Mrs. Song said: "Do you know that she has never paid monthly benefits to the servants in the house? In the past, she would have solved this kind of thing long ago. How could there be such a big commotion?"

Song Qian was shocked: "She told me about this matter a few days ago. I thought she had dealt with it, but I didn't expect..."

"I'll go find her." Song Qian turned around and walked out.

Mrs. Song quickly stopped him: "Qian'er, come back."

Song Qian had an annoyed look on his face: "Grandma, don't stop me. You give her the gifts in the Hou Mansion. This is how she takes care of the Hou Mansion. She..."

"She wants to check the account I used to help you. Don't ask her about it again and make her question it."

She knew in her heart that in the six years since Xie Jinyun took over the Hou Mansion, the Hou Mansion's account books had recorded many confusing accounts that were unclear and unclear. She was afraid that Xie Jinyun would suddenly reveal the Hou Mansion's old secrets and investigate everything.

"How can we solve the monthly profit issue and Xie Jinyun just ignore it?" Song Qian felt that in the face of honor and disgrace, Xie Jinyun should put the overall situation first and should no longer have selfish motives and ignore the reputation of the Hou Mansion...