Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

Shen Yunyan turned around and came out, intending to argue with Song Zhoushi, but she didn't expect that Song Zhoushi saw her coming and immediately changed her attitude: "Oh, the sun is so strong outside, I'm worried that you will be exposed to the sun, daughter-in-law, go in and have a rest!"

"Chunhua, the Madam is back, hurry up and come out to greet her. Where have you been hiding away, lazy girl?"

While shouting, Song Zhou went in and personally opened the curtain for Shen Yunyan. She stuck her head inside and found Chunhua coming out reluctantly.

Shen Yunyan smiled and said, "If the mother-in-law thinks there is something wrong with me as a daughter-in-law, just tell me directly. Only then will I know, right?"

If it were before, Shen Yunyan would never have dared to say such words, but now, relying on the money given by her parents' family, she felt proud when she saw Song Zhou's two faces in front of and behind people.

"Oh, what am I dissatisfied with? Come on, sit down, don't stand."

Shen Yunyan heard this, laughed, and didn't mention it again.

In the evening, Song Qizhao came back and got on the bed looking drunk. Shen Yunyan deliberately covered her mouth and nose and pushed Song Qizhao away, saying in disgust: "Look at this smell, how stinky, why don't you go wash yourself and come back?"

Song Qizhao didn't have a temper. He got up and went out to take a shower after hearing what she said. Shen Yunyan felt more and more that she was the most important person in the family. Both her mother-in-law and husband had to act according to her mood.

Song Qizhao fell asleep drunkenly on the kitchen table.

The shopkeepers now developed another pastime. They began to buy farms outside the city, inviting people to dine at their farms every day and showing off their own chefs.

Song Qizhao also hinted to Shen Yunyan, but was rejected by Shen Yunyan.

"Aren't you studying with your teacher in the academy? Why do you have to go to a farm outside the city? That kind of place is not convenient, and you have to prepare a separate cook and maid. And are you going alone or with your family? What about the house here?"

Song Qizhao listened for a long time without saying a word, feeling depressed, and fell asleep.

Because he didn't have the money to buy a farm, he was too embarrassed to go to other shopkeepers' farms for meals. These shopkeepers didn't appreciate Song Qizhao much, and no one asked if he would come.

Song Qizhao became more and more unhappy. He was drinking alone in the restaurant when he saw a few playboys at the next table. They were arm in arm with each other. They thought he looked like a scholar, so they came over and started a conversation with him.

After a few words, I realized that we had met too late.

The group of people drank until the evening, and Song Qizhao, who had never been to the red-light district, was also dragged there by them.

The red-light district was crowded with people, the scent of cosmetics floated in the air, and one could grab an embroidered handkerchief with just a stretch of the hand.

Song Qizhao seemed to have opened up a new world and was dazzled by what he saw.

Those playboys noticed Song Qizhao's restraint and asked immediately.

Song Qizhao admitted embarrassedly: "I have a beautiful wife at home, so I never need to come to a place like this."

When the dudes heard this, they immediately started to make a noise: "We can't let Brother Song's first time go to waste. Fortunately, we asked. It's not possible here. Let's go to Baihua Tower!"

They pulled Song Qizhao out, and a group of people came to Baihua Tower.

Baihualou is the most famous brothel in the red-light district. The women inside are all proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. They are better than the ladies from ordinary families, and they have the added benefit of being able to seduce others.

They surrounded Yingying, the girl Song Qi had ordered, and swarmed into the private room on the second floor.

The table in the box was already filled with various side dishes, and the aroma of wine wafted from the wine jug.

Miss Yingying came out holding her pipa and sat down gracefully. The few dandies were obviously regular customers, so Miss Yingying teased them, "Gentlemen, are you still listening to Feng Qiu Huang today?"

The playboys pushed Song Qizhao to sit opposite them and said, "Today, we are going to deflower this fellow Taoist. Miss Yingying, this matter is now in your hands!"

Song Qizhao was embarrassed and ashamed. He stood up to leave, but was held down by several playboys. Miss Yingying smiled and said, "Young Master, you are a serious person. You shouldn't play with them!"

As she spoke, she started playing the pipa, her eyes fixed on Song Qizhao.

Song Qizhao's heart was filled with surprise and pride. Such a beautiful woman focused on him. Naturally, she chose him after seeing millions of others. However, he didn't expect that this was just a trick of a brothel girl.

That night, Song Qizhao tasted the sweetness of Yingying. Even if other playboys didn't look for him, he came to her privately several times.

When Shen Yunyan asked, he said that the teacher invited him to dinner or he was entertaining the shopkeeper. Shen Yunyan also believed that Song Qizhao had been conquered by him, so he didn't dare to lie to him and believed it.

When Song Qizhao was deeply in love, he was dragged by other playboys to meet the new girl, and Song Qizhao was extremely unhappy.

Those playboys said with an air of experience: "Playing around in the world is the real happiness. Are you willing to only sleep with two women in your life?"

This sentence hurt Song Qizhao, and as he followed her, he felt that this woman had a different kind of charm.

Those playboys spared no expense to help Song Qizhao buy the woman's virginity and encouraged him to stay.

The smell of a woman who didn't understand the ways of the world made Song Qizhao feel that those playboys were right.

With the two women involved, Song Qizhao could hardly handle Shen Yunyan when he returned home. Moreover, Shen Yunyan always encouraged him to study hard, which made Song Qizhao tired of listening to her.

It's not that he is not ambitious. He has a lot of ambitions in his heart.

I didn't want to go out on the street in anger and knocked down a widow dressed in black on the road.

"Ah, are you okay?"

The widow fell to the ground. When Song Qizhao went to help her up, she deliberately flirted with him: "My feet can't walk anymore. Please take me back."

The widow was the wife of a man named Wang Er who lived near their home. Although she was quite pretty, she was not content with her lot. Unlike Wang Er, she was beaten to death outside and became a widow.

Today, seeing that Song Qizhao's family had become wealthy, she wanted to seduce him. Today, she deliberately bumped her body into Song Qizhao's arms, and they both fell to the ground. She hinted to Song Qizhao to send her home.

If it were a normal day, Song Qizhao would not have provoked the widow, after all, she lived near his home. Besides, provoking the widow would cause much trouble.

However, I was feeling depressed at the moment and couldn't help but go back.

As soon as he entered the room, the pretty widow threw him onto the bed, and the two of them didn't even have time to say a word.

"I am also a man, so naturally I want to make progress and gain fame, but I find that no matter how hard I try, there are always people who are more talented and knowledgeable than me!"

"Even if I'm doing business, I work hard every day, but those shopkeepers can buy farms at will, while my shop is losing money every day. What's going on?"

Song Qizhao kept complaining, and the widow listened patiently, but she just let it go in one ear and out the other. With a patient and compassionate look on her face, she said at the end, "You've worked so hard."