A car accident, our family of three crossed

When Zhang Cuiju returned to the county town, she ordered her servants to look for Wan Baolu in the Wan family mansion. However, she did not find the real person, but instead ran into Wan Baolu's wife, Mei.

Mei had always turned a blind eye to the women Wan Baolu kept outside, but when a bitch from outside seduced a man and brought him home in broad daylight, it was a challenge to her authority as the principal wife, and she would never tolerate it.

Mei brought a group of people and marched to the house where Wan Baolu kept his mistress. This was her first time entering the house. She asked a servant to lead the way and the group went straight to the courtyard where Zhang Cuiju lived.

Zhang Cuiju was originally taking a short rest in the house, but she didn't expect a group of people to suddenly break in and forcibly drag her away without saying a word.

"Who are you? Let me go. Someone come, someone come quickly..." Zhang Cuiju was terrified and was soon dragged into the yard and hung on the ground.

What caught her eye was a pair of exquisitely crafted embroidered shoes. Looking up from the shoes, she saw the hem of a long satin skirt. A woman with her hair combed like a woman was sitting in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly.

The woman in front of her could not be called beautiful, but she had a noble temperament that Zhang Cuiju did not have. Looking at her clothes, silk and satin, and exquisite and luxurious pearl hairpins, Zhang Cuiju knew at a glance that the clothes and jewelry that she was proud of on weekdays were not even a little different from the woman in front of her.

"Who are you? What do you want to do...ah!" Zhang Cuiju asked after struggling.

Before she could finish her words, she was slapped in the face, which pushed her face to the side, leaving five clearly visible red marks on her cheek.

"You ungrateful thing! How dare you talk back to the young mistress? You deserve a beating." The nanny who had just slapped her scolded, and then slapped her other cheek again with her backhand.

Mei waved her hand to signal the servants to bring Zhang Cuiju forward. She sat on a chair, leaned over, pinched Zhang Cuiju's chin and lifted her face up.

"As a mistress, you must observe the duties of a mistress. Only when a man comes to you can you have your share. Otherwise, you can only wait. In broad daylight, you have seduced a man into coming home. Do you think that I, the principal wife, do not exist?" After she finished speaking, she let go of Zhang Cuiju's chin as if she was disgusted with the dirt, took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingers carefully, then threw the handkerchief away casually, as if it was stained with something dirty.

"Humph! You think you can go to heaven just because you get a little favor. Who gave you the face?"

"No, no, Madam." Zhang Cuiju shook her head and denied it with her swollen face: "I, I have something important to tell the young master, so I asked someone to invite him..."

Mei naturally would not listen to her explanation. Since they dared to invite people to the mansion, she didn't believe that she didn't have the intention to provoke them. She thought too highly of herself.

"Humph! You still dare to quibble? Beat me."

"Yes, young mistress."

Several old women held Zhang Cuiju so that she could not move. The nanny who had just taken action rolled up her sleeves and slowly walked up to her.

Zhang Cuiju knew she couldn't escape, so she could only use Wan Baolu's support: "Madam, after all, I am the eldest young master's person. If you beat me, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to explain to the eldest young master?"

Mei covered her mouth and sneered, "Threatening me? Humph! Not to mention beating you, even if I kill you, he can't do anything to me. You said you are not the most beautiful woman in the world, why don't you have a little self-awareness?"

"What are you still standing there for? Fight me now."

As soon as Mei gave the order, the nanny started to take action, using both hands to attack left and right.

Zhang Cuiju only felt that her face was extremely swollen. She didn't know how many slaps she received before the slaps stopped. At this time, she had no strength left in her body. She lay on the ground with her cheeks swollen and red, and blood flowing from her mouth and nose.

Mei stood up and looked at the person lying at her feet with disdain, "I'll teach you a lesson today. You'd better behave yourself in the future."

After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and turned to leave, followed by a group of servants. They came in a grand manner and left in a swagger, not caring about the other women in the house at all.

She and Wan Baolu had no feelings for each other, so she would not pay special attention to how many women Wan Baolu had outside. As long as they did not provoke her, she would not be bored enough to play such boring games with these women.

Mei's actions were straightforward and she did not hide anything at all. Wan Baolu quickly received the news and returned to the house that night.

As soon as Wan Baolu appeared, Zhang Cuiju kept telling him about the grievances she had suffered. Wan Baolu couldn't bear to look at her swollen face. He didn't want to stay in her room for a quarter of an hour. He generously rewarded her with a silver note of 100 taels and left in a hurry.

After half a month of recuperation in the house, Zhang Cuiju's facial injuries finally healed. In the past half month, Wan Baolu hardly came to her yard, so she had no chance to talk to him about Shangtang Village.

On this day, Wan Baolu finally showed up after hearing that her injury had healed.

Zhang Cuiju looked at him with a pair of resentful eyes and told him that Hang Shuheng from Shangtang Village was planning to open a workshop. She said that if it wasn't for this matter, she was in a hurry to tell him, why would the young mistress bring people to her house to teach her a lesson.

In order to compensate her, Wan Baolu promised to take her out of town for a trip, and only then did he coax her into submission.

The next day, Wan Baolu fulfilled his promise and left the city with Zhang Cuiju and a group of maids. In the carriage, the two discussed Hang Shuheng's plan to open a workshop. Zhang Cuiju wanted to make trouble for Hang Shuheng and said, "They have the secret book but are unwilling to sell it to the Wan family. Instead, they want to open a workshop themselves. Isn't this going against the Wan family?"

Wan Baolu sneered: "Humph! As long as my Wan family doesn't agree, their workshop can't open."

"But I can't get the secret book, what are you going to do?"

"As long as the Wan family wants something, they can get it. You don't need to worry about this, my little beauty." Wan Baolu said as he pinched her body.

Zhang Cuiju immediately said coquettishly: "Hateful, I am not a beauty."

After she finished speaking, she paused, rolled her eyes, and continued, "Speaking of beauties, my cousin's wife is the most beautiful person in the world. She is the most beautiful person in Shangtang Village."

Speaking of beauties, Wan Baolu became interested. "Is she the wife of Hang Shuheng from Shangtang Village?"

Zhang Cuiju knew that whenever he talked about beauties, this gentleman's eyes would light up. She didn't want Song Ning to be targeted by Wan Baolu at first, because if she did, her days of being favored would be over, but now she changed her mind.

Thinking of how Song Ning always acted noble in front of her, she secretly hated him. Wasn't Song Ning noble? She wanted to see how she could still act noble after being abused in the future.