She was instantly filled with righteous indignation, as if she had turned into a messenger of justice: "Sister, don't be afraid, I will tell my parents when I get back, and they will definitely seek justice for you!"

Facing everyone's doubts and accusations, Sheng Junwei just took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I don't object to my husband taking a concubine, so why does he have to sneak around outside?"

"There are not many people in our Xiangfu. If someone can have a few more children, I will be very happy. How can I stop it?"

She glanced at the noble ladies around her with different postures, with a look of puzzlement and confusion on her face: "Are you guys secretly guarding against it so tightly that you even forbid your concubine to have a child?"

The noble ladies looked at each other, exchanging subtle glances tacitly, as if their secret thoughts had been exposed.

They tried their best to maintain their dignified demeanor and responded in unison: "...Of course not."

For these noble ladies, the only initiative they have in their marriage is the divorce certificate.

However, despite the clear legal provisions, women who truly dare to transcend secular views and take this step resolutely are rare.

They can only silently endure the fact that their husbands take concubines and have children within the high walls of their husband's home.

The bitterness in one's heart may be confided among close friends, or secretly planned through the hands of confidants, but it must never be expressed in public.

In this way, the superficial harmony and dignity can be maintained, but the bitterness and helplessness behind it can only be swallowed alone.

Sheng Ruijiao witnessed this scene and cursed secretly, "What a bunch of rubbish!"

At this moment, Sheng Junwei's eyes suddenly changed and she turned towards the door: "Why are you here?"

It turned out that she had not noticed Pei Yu's arrival during the heated verbal battle just now.

Thinking about how all her harsh words directed at her "husband" had fallen into his ears, an indescribable embarrassment suddenly welled up in her heart.

She was so outspoken just to put on a show in front of the noble ladies, to intimidate them, and at the same time to protect Pei Yu's face.

To protect Pei Yu's reputation is actually to protect the reputation of himself and Prime Minister Pei and his wife.

She didn't want to become the topic of conversation for others and be criticized.

He should either end his relationship with Han Yue'er or marry her in a formal manner and make her his concubine.

No matter which option it is, Sheng Junwei is mentally prepared.

The ladies followed Sheng Junwei's gaze and finally noticed Pei Yu who appeared quietly. They couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Pei?"

They were obviously very interested in this man who rarely attended such occasions.

Pei Yu ignored the gazes from all around him and walked straight towards Sheng Junwei. "I heard you were here, so I came all the way here. If you like any piece of clothing, just pick it out and I'll buy it for you."

When these words were spoken, Sheng Junwei exclaimed inwardly: Could it be that the sun rose from the west today?

Faced with such a generous sucker offering himself up, how could she not take advantage of the opportunity?

Especially when the gift could eventually fill her pocket by half, there was no reason to refuse.

"Are you really willing to give me new clothes?" Sheng Junwei knew that Pei Yu was not the kind of person who would go back on his word, but as a businessman, she was still cautious and needed to confirm again, in case the financial sponsor suddenly came to her door to bring up old accounts.

Pei Yu nodded without hesitation, "Of course it is."

Sheng Junwei pressed on step by step, her eyes sly but straightforward: "So, no matter what happens in the future, even if others say a few slanderous words, you will never regret it, and you will never ask me to return this money and property?"

Pei Yu was speechless for a moment, and smiled bitterly, "In your opinion, am I so unbearable?"

Sheng Junwei shrugged lightly, looking calm and nonchalant, "Perhaps you are not like this by nature, but things are unpredictable and people's hearts are changeable. Who can guarantee that you will not be moved by external forces?"

Pei Yu was speechless and could only swear repeatedly: "Don't worry, even if the situation changes, I will never take back the skirt or money in any way."

Their conversation was in low voices, but was drowned out by the noisy voices in the hall. Others could only guess a little from the joy on Sheng Junwei's face and Pei Yu's eyes that were a mixture of helplessness and affection.

The noble ladies around exchanged knowing glances, thinking to themselves: Isn't this love?

Sheng Ruijiao, who was standing aside, was already pale with anger. As the legitimate daughter of the Sheng family, Pei Yu treated her like an ice-cold person.

And now, this impostor is enjoying his warm care alone!

He once swore that Han Yue'er was the only one in his mind, so how could he explain it now?

Sheng Junwei was completely unaware of all this and had no time to care about the jealous looks of others.

Once today's events spread, Si Qi's reputation will undoubtedly be at its peak, and his position in Yunjinfang will be as solid as a rock.

This is undoubtedly a strong proof of one's ability, and it seems that one is only one step away from realizing one's grand vision.

Soon, the much-anticipated viewing banquet kicked off amid anticipation.

The manager of Yunjinfang came on stage first. After some polite greetings, he introduced a graceful geisha to play the pipa.

Then, the clothing show that everyone had been looking forward to finally arrived.

The highlight of Yunjinfang's viewing banquet is to showcase the latest strengths of the gold medal embroiderers, with five top embroiderers taking turns to perform each time.

The first person to appear was the embroiderer with the most experience.

She slowly stepped into everyone's sight, her whole body filled with the calmness and composure accumulated over the years.

The three embroidery works held in her hands are all themed on flowers.

After the embroiderer left, the storyteller, who was well-known to everyone in the city, came on stage. He held a folding fan in his hand, was very elegant, and his eyes sparkled with wisdom.

What he wanted to tell was a love legend between a rich girl and a scholar that transcended the mundane world.

The story goes like this: a rich girl is willing to give up all her wealth for love, and go through thick and thin together with her beloved scholar.

The scholar lived up to her kindness and with his strong will and extraordinary talent, he finally won the imperial examination and became the new top scholar of the dynasty.

After going through many hardships, the two finally got married, and the rich girl was awarded the noble title of Lady of Imperial Concubine. Their love story became a legend and was envied by everyone.

In the audience, the ladies were immersed in this touching story.

The storyteller keenly captured the emotional fluctuations of the audience and felt secretly proud of himself.

However, just as he was reveling in his own talent, a cold laugh suddenly rang out, breaking the harmonious atmosphere in the hall.

The storyteller looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman in a brocade dress with flowers on it. She had a smile on her face but her eyes were as cold as ice.

The storyteller pretended to be calm and continued to tell the story that he had already memorized.

At this moment, Sheng Ruijiao's exclamation broke the brief silence: "Sister, were you expressing your dissatisfaction just now?"

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