The mother of the Hou family eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and went crazy, I won by sucking milk

Jiang Wanqing's words fell.

Not only Zhou Ziyi, but even Zhang Ting's expression turned very ugly.

The people around seemed to have glimpsed some incredible secret!

There is gossip in his eyes.

My brother-in-law's career still depends on my sister-in-law's dowry.

How unpleasant it would be to say this...

Zhou Ziyi said in a panic: "Jiang Wanqing! Don't talk nonsense!"

After that, Zhou Ziyi looked at Zhang Ting again and said aggrievedly: "Husband, she is slandering me!"

Zhang Ting looked at his wife's appearance, and immediately hugged Zhou Ziyi in his arms, protecting her.

Then he looked directly at Jiang Wanqing and said, "Let's not talk about it first. My wife would never borrow your dowry and personal money from you. Even if she goes back to her parents' home to ask for money, my wife would at most ask her mother-in-law for money. How could she possibly ask for your dowry and personal money? Don't slander me!"

Zhang Ting didn't believe that Jiang Wanqing would give her dowry and personal money to Zhou Ziyi.

After all, no one is that generous!

The guests around listened to Zhang Ting's words and nodded, thinking that it made sense.

"Yes, no matter what Madam Zhang is like, even if she is short of money, she will go home and ask her mother for money. How could she ask her sister-in-law for dowry or personal money?"

"It's getting more and more outrageous."

"I was wondering why Zhang Ting's career was so smooth. It turns out that he had to have some connections."

"That's not certain. I heard that the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion was previously managed by Jiang Wanqing. Zhou Ziyi came to ask for money, so he should have asked Jiang Wanqing for the money."

"But if they asked Jiang Wanqing for money, it should be from the Xingchang Marquisate. How could they ask for money from Jiang Wanqing's dowry and personal funds?"

Many guests began to talk about it.

These words also reached Zhang Ting's ears.

Zhang Ting's face became darker and darker.

Jiang Wanqing smiled and replied slowly, "What my brother-in-law said is really a joke! The Xingchang Marquisate was already an empty shell before it came into my hands.

When my mother-in-law handed over the housekeeping power to me, I had always used my own dowry and personal money to fill the holes in the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion.

My elder sister came to our house to ask for money, but how could we give her the money? After all, the Marquis of Xingchang couldn't even support itself, and it was the money I paid!

If you don't believe it, we can go to the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion together and ask the accountant to bring out the account book. We can check the accounts and find out the truth."

As soon as Jiang Wanqing's words came out.

It made everyone's heart excited again!

"The Xingchang Marquisate is still a marquisate, no matter what. Now, are they asking the daughter-in-law to pay money to live?"

"So, I remember something. Previously, the young master of the Xingchang Marquisate went to Wuyou Pavilion and lost a large sum of money in gambling. However, no one from the Xingchang Marquisate went to redeem him. In the end, it was Jiang Wanqing who spent a large sum of money to redeem him.

If the Xingchang Marquisate had money, why did they pretend to be deaf and dumb? In the end, they let Jiang Wanqing redeem it?"

Everyone pulled Jiang Wanqing and his group, all with scrutinizing looks in their eyes.

Jiang Wanqing's confident expression made Zhang Ting hesitate.

Zhang Ting lowered his head and looked at Zhou Ziyi.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Madam, is what Jiang Wanqing said true or false?"

Zhou Ziyi immediately shook her head: "What she said was all lies! How could this be true!"

Then, Zhou Ziyi looked at Zhou Ziqi again and said to Zhang Ting: "Second sister can also testify for me!"

Zhou Ziqi was suddenly called out.

He quickly responded, "Yes, big sister is right!"

Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but sneer.

He said slowly, "There's no need to be so troublesome. Just invite the accountant from the Xingchang Marquis's Mansion over. Wouldn't that make everything clear?"

Zhou Ziyi's face turned pale.

He glared at Jiang Wanqing fiercely.

She didn't expect that Jiang Wanqing would be so difficult to deal with!

Just when I was about to say something.

Zhang Ting on the side replied: "That would be the best. Then invite the accountant over to clear your elder sister's name!"

Zhang Ting's impartiality made Zhou Ziyi feel a little helpless.

Zhou Ziyi looked towards Zhou Ziqi in search of help.

Zhou Ziqi just flickered his eyes and didn't say anything.

No one expected that Zhang Ting would be so persistent.

If we really invite the accountant over, then no matter what happens, nothing can be hidden!

At that moment, Zhou Ziyi pulled Zhang Ting's sleeve.

With a trace of panic in his eyes, he slowly said, "Today is the day of Sheng'er's funeral, and Jiang Wanqing is my sister-in-law, so there is really no need to continue making trouble.

We can't let the guests see all the jokes today. Sheng'er's time can't be wasted any longer. Otherwise, let's end today's matter here!"

Zhou Ziqi, who was standing by, also noticed Zhou Ziyi's eye contact.

Looking at Zhang Ting, he also said: "Brother-in-law, today is Sheng'er's important day. We can't let Jiang Wanqing ruin such an important day. If she really succeeds, then it will be what she wants."

Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhou Ziqi and Zhou Ziyi, who were so afraid of the accountant's arrival.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He shook his head helplessly, looked at Zhou Ziyi, and replied: "It's just asking the housekeeper to check the accounts one by one. You are all afraid, but what are you afraid of?"

Before Zhou Ziyi could reply, a joking voice came from outside the house: "Is the Zhang Mansion so lively today? It seems that I have come at the right time. I wonder what is going on here?"

When everyone in the yard heard these words, their faces couldn't help but change.

There was a look of fear on everyone's face.

Some guests in the middle had already automatically made way for them.

The guests who gave up their seats all had a trace of fear on their faces.

Eunuch Fang Su, dressed in a black dragon robe, walked slowly over with several subordinates from the East Factory.

The subordinates also had a few homeless people in their hands.

When Zhang Ting saw the homeless people followed by Eunuch Fang Su, his face suddenly darkened.

When looking at Eunuch Fang Su, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

However, Zhang Ting still forced herself to maintain a bit of rationality.

He frowned.

In a somewhat unhappy tone, he said, "Eunuch Fang Su, I don't know what the wind is that has blown you to the Zhang family today. If it were any other day, I would definitely treat you well.

But today is a little different. Today is the day of my son's funeral. I don't know why my father-in-law brought so many homeless people here.

Could it be that you want to ruin Zhang's funeral banquet?"