After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Chen Yilan wiped her tears and said, "Young lady, you've finished eating. I'll go clean up."

Fang Qianxue had indeed finished her meal and washed her own bowl and chopsticks.

"Young Miss." The kitchen door darkened for a moment and Chen Yilan walked in.

Although she wiped away her tears, her eyes were still red. Fang Qianxue sighed in her heart.

"Aunt Chen, I'm leaving now. You two should discuss what you're going to do for a living.

Tell me when I come back next time. Here is two hundred yuan for household expenses. Take it." Fang Qianxue stuffed two hundred yuan into Chen Yilan's hand.

I guess she will live here next time she comes back. She can leave the Mo family after attending the wedding tomorrow. She felt relieved when she thought of this.

"Miss, do you really want to get a divorce? Does the Mo family agree?" Chen Yilan was not optimistic about the divorce.

There are very few divorces in this era, especially among the aristocratic families. Divorce is a very shameful thing. They would rather let their daughter-in-law "die of illness" than be laughed at.

Will the Mo family let the young lady go so easily? Will there be any backup plan? Chen Yilan was worried about Fang Qianxue's safety.

"Aunt Chen, divorce is good for both me and the Mo family. I'm leaving." Fang Qianxue patted Chen Yilan's shoulder.

Chen Yilan sent Fang Qianxue out the door. This place was not far from the Pan family, so she didn't plan to hire a car and just take a walk.

The market was bustling with people and was very lively.

"Oh my god, is this true? How capable must this bandit be to dare to attack the Mo family and the Pan family."

"The Imperial Capital is not safe anymore. Where has this happened before?"

"Even the five great families can't control it. Is this going to be a riot?"

"I'm just wondering, how could the Pan family heirloom disappear without a trace? Who could have done that?"

"I think the Mo family must have been robbed, otherwise they wouldn't have made such a big fuss."

Fang Qianxue did not take the main road, but it was closer to go through the market, but people were whispering about the Pan family and the Mo family everywhere.

She was responsible for the Pan family's affairs, but who was responsible for the Mo family's affairs? Who dared to dare to touch the Tai Sui's head after eating a leopard? Fang Qianxue shook her head. If it was none of her business, she could just treat it as a joke.

What she didn't know was that Mo Chenzhou was still looking for her frantically.

Arriving at Pan's house, "Uncle Zhong, where is Cai Shi?"

Whenever you come to the Pan family, you can usually see Uncle Zhong busy in the yard.

Uncle Zhong's eyes brightened when he saw Fang Qianxue coming. Now he is a loyal fan of Miss Fang.

"The young lady and the young master are both drawing in the young master's room. I will go and buy the things you asked us to prepare today." Uncle Zhong said happily.

Their family finally turned their situation around thanks to Miss Fang's help, but Miss Fang was carrying a bulging sack in her hand and no one knew what she had brought.

"Okay, I'll go find them." Fang Qianxue dragged the sack into Pan Yunzhi's house.

"Qianxue, you are here."

"Fang, Miss."

Pan Yunzhi called her Miss Fang again.

The two siblings were tracing patterns on white cloth. Ever since Pan Caishi knew that this batik cloth could be sold at such a high price, she became more motivated and got up early in the morning to work.

"Well, I'm here to give you something. Use it to buy medicine. It's enough to last you for a long time." Fang Qianxue pointed to the sack she placed in the middle of the ground.

Pan Yunzhi: "..."

Pan Caishi "..."

"Ah? What is this? Let me see." Pan Caishi was curious about what new thing Fang Qianxue had brought.

She opened the bag and exclaimed, "Ah!"

Then he quickly ran to the door of Pan Yunzhi's room and quickly closed it. He leaned against the door and looked at the sack in the middle of the floor in horror, as if he had seen some kind of ferocious beast.

Pan Yunzhi was confused by Pan Caishi's series of actions, and he also walked forward and curiously opened the bag to look. Pan Yunzhi's body froze there, and then he slowly straightened up and looked at Fang Qianxue, with a surprised expression on his usually gentle face.

"This is the curtain, right?" he said meaningfully.

Fang Qianxue smiled softly, "Is there another one exactly like you in this world?"

"No." Pan Yunzhi shook his head gently, then held his forehead and laughed softly. This girl always does things that are unexpected.

"Don't ask me how I got the curtain. Anyway, it's returned to its original owner." Fang Qianxue was afraid that they would ask how she got the curtain back, so she stopped them immediately. But she didn't admit that she stole it. It originally belonged to the siblings.

She didn't regret doing this, she felt relieved, the Pan brothers and sisters got back what belonged to them, and the Pan family was in chaos. It was a good combination.

"No need to ask, but it's not safe to leave the curtain here. Caishi, quickly ask the nanny and Uncle Zhong to pack up. We have to move today and can't wait any longer. Be quick." Pan Yunzhi suddenly said to Pan Caishi who was still surprised at the door.

Yes, the Pan family will probably think of his brother and sister soon after they lost the heirloom. This place is no longer safe.

It was much safer to move to the backyard of the shop. At least the Zhou family's shop was very close, and the shop was owned by Zhou Runsheng, so the Pan family didn't dare to search it in a big way. They also didn't dare to offend the Zhou family.

Pan Caishi, who had come back to her senses, nodded repeatedly. She understood what her brother meant and turned around to go out to find her wet nurse and Uncle Zhong.

Pan Yunzhi also started to clean up, and Fang Qianxue helped.

Now there are many people working in the Pan family, and the Pan family doesn’t have much stuff. The big things all belong to the landlord, so more than 20 people finished cleaning up in an hour.

The wooden cart was filled with household belongings.

As for the several hundred kilograms of wool, if it can be packed in a bundle, take it away. If the bundle is not enough, leave it here for someone to watch and take it next time.

The house was rented, and even the bed inside was not his own, so his family still had to buy some household items.

Originally, the Pan family planned to slowly prepare their belongings and move in a few days, but this curtain prompted them to move in early.

Fortunately, the new store was not far away, so I got to the store smoothly.

The wet nurse and Uncle Zhong had no idea what was going on, but since the master said to move, they moved immediately and it was not for them to ask for the reason.

After the first batch of things were settled, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. The rest had to be taken back by Uncle Zhong and the wet nurse with Yue'er.

"Well, if it's a family heirloom, why is it hung on the door? Shouldn't it be hidden?" Fang Qianxue didn't understand.

Originally, she thought it was just a valuable curtain, but after seeing the reactions of the Pan brothers and sisters, she realized that it was a family heirloom.

Shouldn't a family heirloom be kept hidden? Why is it hanging on the door?

"This curtain was hung up by my grandfather himself," said Pan Yunzhi.

"Qianxue, to be honest with you, this curtain has a story. It's the story of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother." Pan Caishi looked gloomy.

“This curtain was strung together by my great-grandfather and great-grandmother themselves, when my grandfather was still very young.

My great-grandfather Pan Bocheng was born a commoner. Everyone knew that he was a poor boy, but he fell in love with my great-grandmother, a lady from a noble family.

The identities of the two people are very different, and anyone with common sense knows that these two people are impossible.

But my great-grandfather loved my great-grandmother so much that he had lost his mind.