Don't be afraid, handsome man, I will save your whole family with my melon-eating system

He stepped in and glanced at Xu Panyue expressionlessly.

Seeing Mu Yiwen's cold expression, her eyes were full of disgust and hatred.

All that flashed through Xu Panyue's mind was Mu Shaochen's extremely gentle and doting expression and eyes towards Xu Zhimiao.

Her heart was filled with resentment and hatred.

Why did Xu Zhimiao live better than her? Why was he spoiled by the first wife's family? Why was he so loving to her?

But she had nothing! She was even hated and despised by Mu Yiwen!

Besides, why did Mu Yiwen hate and despise her? He was not as good as Mu Shaochen in everything!

At this moment, Xu Panyue felt a little regretful.

She shouldn't have changed her marriage in the first place! She shouldn't have married Mu Yiwen just to become the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion.

She is the chosen one! God gave her a chance to be reborn and start over.

If she still married Mu Shaochen, and used her reborn identity and the knowledge of the ending to help Mu Shaochen, she could allow the first wife to escape the schemes of Mu Yiwen and the second wife.

So, the person who is now favored by the eldest wife is not Xu Zhimiao, but her?

Yes! She was wrong!

She shouldn't have chosen Mu Yiwen. She should have continued to marry Mu Shaochen.

We should work together with Mu Shaochen and his wife to deal with Mu Yiwen and the second wife.

After all, in her previous life, she died at the hands of Mu Yiwen!

Why didn't she remember the beating? Why did she keep jumping into this fire pit after having to do it again?

She regrets it!

If she hadn't married Mu Yiwen, would these things have never happened? Wouldn't everything be biased towards Xu Zhimiao?

After all, in her previous life, her background had not been exposed, and her mother had not died.

At least before she was killed by Mu Yiwen, none of these unfavorable things happened to her!

"Xu Panyue, you have a sinister look on your face. What vicious things are you thinking about?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Mu Yiwen pinched her jaw, his voice cold and his expression scary.

"It hurts." Xu Panyue reacted and tears welled up in pain. She looked at him aggrieved and pitiful.

"Hmph!" Mu Yiwen snorted coldly and took back his hand, "Put away that disgusting expression of yours!"

Xu Panyue took a deep breath, suppressed all her anger, and said in a deep voice, "The Xu family came to report the death. My mother...is gone."

After saying that, she began to sob softly again.

Hearing this, Mu Yiwen was shocked.

This was something he had not expected. Ruan was dead?

"My dear husband, please accompany me back to attend the funeral!" She looked at him pleadingly, "I know you have many complaints about me. But now, can you please, for the sake of our relationship as husband and wife, accompany me back to the Xu Mansion to attend the funeral first?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. But, at this moment, can you put aside your resentment and dissatisfaction towards me?"

"After all, this is also related to the reputation of the Marquis' Mansion and our Second House. It would be unreasonable for you not to accompany me back to the Xu Mansion to attend the funeral at this time."

"Yes, yes!" Mother Ge nodded repeatedly, "Young Master, at this time, you should put other things aside! It is important to accompany the young mistress back to the Xu Mansion to attend the funeral."

"Also, the prince has accompanied his wife back to the Xu Mansion to attend the funeral. Young Master, you can't let the prince suppress you."

Mu Yiwen glared at her fiercely, "Since when has an old servant like you had the right to speak?"

"I dare not do that. I know I am wrong." Mother Ge quickly knelt down and admitted her mistake.

"Since you are going to attend a funeral, why don't you change into plain clothes?" Mu Yiwenling looked at Xu Panyue, "Are you planning to go back to attend the funeral in this flashy dress?"

"I'll change it now, I'll change it now!" Xu Panyue nodded repeatedly and walked quickly towards her bedroom.

……

Mu Shaochen accompanied Xu Zhimiao back to Xu's house to attend the funeral.

The Xu family had already hung up white banners, and the entire household was filled with sorrow.

The servants had also all put on plain clothes.

Gigi Ng has been put into the coffin, and Xu Yufan is wearing mourning clothes and kneeling beside the coffin.

Seeing Xu Zhimiao coming back, the servants hurriedly brought him mourning clothes.

At this time, Xu Zhimiao had no reason to refuse. He took the mourning clothes and went to his Wanxiang Hall.

"Miss, the old lady wants you to come over." As soon as she reached the door of Wanxiang Hall, Mother Li invited her in.

"My husband, please wait for me in Wanxiang Hall for a while." Xu Zhimiao said to Mu Shaochen.

Mu Shaochen nodded, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here, I won't go anywhere."

"Okay." Xu Zhimiao smiled sweetly and followed Mother Li to Shou'an Hall.

Shouantang

The old lady was currently kneeling before the Buddha statue in front of her small Buddhist shrine.

Holding Buddhist beads in his hand, he recited Buddhist scriptures softly.

Not only her, but even Xu Chongshan was there, kneeling with her.

"Madam, master, the eldest lady is here." Mother Li whispered in the old lady's ear.

"Yes." The old lady responded, put down the Buddhist beads in her hand, and stood up with the help of Mother Li.

Xu Chongshan also stood up.

"Hello, grandmother. Hello, father." Xu Zhimiao bowed politely. "My condolences, father."

The words were polite and courteous, but more often than not there was a sense of distance and indifference.

They don’t feel like a family at all, but more like guests staying at Li Shang’s house.

Xu Chongshan looked at her, feeling very uncomfortable.

This is his only child, his only biological child.

But what had he done? He had broken her heart. It seemed that she would never be able to forgive him as a father in this life.

"Grandma, did you call me here to tell you something?" Xu Zhimiao went straight to the point.

There is no kinship between them.

The old lady sighed helplessly, then stared at Xu Zhimiao in a daze, "Child, it was your grandmother who was sorry for you in the past. You suffered a lot in this family."

"Now that Ruan Lizi is dead... forget it, there is no point in saying all this. The damage to you has already been done, and it can't be made up with just a sorry."

"I called you here because I have something to tell you. It's about your mother's dowry."

The old lady's expression was extremely heavy, and she handed a list to Xu Zhimiao, "Child, take it. This is your mother's dowry list. I will have someone send all of your mother's dowry to Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion."

Xu Zhimiao looked at her in astonishment.

[Did you take the wrong medicine? My mother's dowry? Didn't you say that my mother's dowry was already given to me? Why is there another one? ]

……

Evening Fragrance Hall

Mu Shaochen was sitting on a chair, reading a book, waiting for Xu Zhimiao to come back.

The sound of light footsteps was heard.

Mu Shaochen, who was too familiar with his wife, immediately recognized that the person was not Xu Zhimiao.

He put down the book in his hand, stood up suddenly, and looked at the person who came with a vigilant look.

"Is the prince waiting for me?" Xu Panyue smiled faintly and looked at him with a triumphant look on her face.