After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

The cousin's face turned paler almost visibly.

She was proud of her cousin's almost indulgent acquiescence to her. If she wanted to live in Qichi Pavilion, he would let her live there. If she wanted to buy something, he would give her money, although he was always serious. But her mother also said that for so many years, her cousin had no one close to him, and now he was so indulgent to her, which was a unique preference - even her aunt said so.

If this is my cousin's unique preference, then why does he treat Wen Qian like that?

"Wen Yuan..." Wang also felt that his tone was too harsh. She couldn't bear to listen any longer and spoke out to stop him. "She's just a child. She doesn't come here often. She just buys things occasionally. Are you really going to make a fuss with her?"

"Mother, if it was in the past, it would be fine. But now that my son's salary has been fined and I have to support my family, I am indeed a little short of money." Song Wenyuan shrugged, not minding crying poor and showing his cowardice, even a little shameless, "I will naturally not hold it against her for the money I spent before... If mother really dotes on my cousin, she can just tell the accountant and let her withdraw as she pleases."

Withdraw at will?

Although I don't know how much this little girl bought today, the materials from Jinxiu Pavilion and the jewelry from Pei's are all famously expensive. The little girl is indeed spoiled. If she is really allowed to withdraw money at will... wouldn't the already poor life of the Kejing Marquis' Mansion be even worse?

Wang thought about it for a moment and felt that this suggestion was not a good one. She calmed down, coughed, and turned to persuade Wang Shanshan, "Shanshan, your cousin did make some mistakes a while ago and was punished by His Majesty. Don't underestimate him because he is in a high position. He is also very hard-working... So, if you want to buy something in the future, tell your aunt. Your aunt will not treat our Shanshan harshly, right?"

There was no mention of "withdrawal at will" at all.

Look, when the "burden" of expenses falls on one's shoulders, even if they were such close aunts and nephews in the past, one must always be cautious. Yuan Ge supported his chin and smiled gently, but there was a hint of mischief in that gentleness, and it was obvious that he was enjoying the fun.

Wang Shanshan couldn't hold it in any longer with that expression, so she stamped her feet, turned around and ran out... As she turned around, she rubbed the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand, looking proud and awkward.

After all, she is my niece. Although she is a little willful, I am always partial to her. Seeing her crying and leaving, Wang was not happy. It was as if she was slapped in the face. Her eyes darkened as she scolded, "Wen Qian, if I argue with you about some things, it seems that I cannot tolerate others interfering in the affairs of the younger generation. But if you are still so willful and do not know how to restrain yourself, even if Wen Yuan protects you, I will still set some rules for you. Do you understand?"

Yuan Ge nodded with a smile, "Yes, mother." She looked very well-behaved, and a little soft and gullible.

It really is a fox in rabbit's clothing.

Wang sneered in her heart, but could not find any fault. After a while, she shook her head and muttered, "What a mess it is every day...!" She turned and left - this marriage granted by the imperial decree was really troublesome.

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Yuan Ge raised his eyelids and looked up lazily, met the other person's eyes, and sighed to himself, "Sure enough, this job of accounting is not easy. I haven't seen any benefits, and I'm hated for nothing. I don't know if there will be villains cursing me behind my back... My mother said that I have a weak fate and I am most afraid of these weird things." Of course I have to be afraid. According to the old people, the souls that come back to life from the dead are the most unstable. Shouldn't I stay away from them?

Song Wenyuan didn't know the deeper meaning of her words, he just thought the little girl was talking nonsense again - when the former wife of the Wen family passed away, Wen Qian was only two years old. Even though she could remember things, she obviously couldn't remember such words as "八字轻".

He didn't take it seriously. He patted the little girl's head and chuckled, "What nonsense. If stabbing a villain worked, wouldn't there be several people dying every day in Shengjing City?"

Miss Yuan raised her eyelids and looked at him. After a while, she smiled sarcastically, "This marriage granted by the imperial decree is always troublesome. If it weren't for someone as ignorant as me, your cousin would be able to move into Luofeng Pavilion next year... Oh, no, Luofeng Pavilion is for a bride like me who will be divorced sooner or later, while your cousin lives in Qichi Pavilion. Come to think of it, Lord Song is not completely unintentional, otherwise, according to Lord Song's personality, he would never let a girl live in Qichi Pavilion, right?"

When the little girl said these words, her eyes were squinting and she spoke in a sarcastic tone, showing a bit of arrogance due to her favor.

"No matter who you are, you can't leave me. Didn't we agree that you can't get rid of me in this life, the next life, or the next life?" Song Wenyuan shook his head and chuckled, then changed the subject and asked her, "It's getting cold, and it's rare for you to go out. Why don't you make yourself some winter clothes?"

Obviously, the topic change was not successful. The little girl's sarcasm became more obvious. "Oh, what you said, Lord Song, I have to pay for winter clothes myself. It hurts to spend this cash. Winter is only two months. You can stay in Luofeng Pavilion and bask in the sun. Don't go anywhere. Wouldn't you save money on winter clothes? Unlike some cousins, who have little money in their pockets and dare to go to Jinxiu Pavilion to buy fabrics... It seems that someone else is paying for it."

This little girl's words are full of sarcastic remarks.

Song Wenyuan smiled good-naturedly, "Didn't I give you all my money? Why isn't it enough for you to buy a few winter clothes?"

"You just asked me to manage the accounts, but you didn't tell me to spend them... What if there's a few dollars missing and you blame me for spending money recklessly? It's clearly the emperor's imperial decree that has granted me the marriage, but so many people are waiting to see me make a fool of myself, waiting for me to be divorced and become a divorced woman... Most of the seven grounds for divorce have been taken up at once, and I dare not make any more mistakes." Yuan Ge lowered his head and fiddled with Wen Xiaobai's dog ears, and asked lazily, "Xiaobai, don't you agree?"

Wen Xiaobai's fur was stroked, and he squinted his eyes comfortably, and said lazily, "Woof."

"Look, it said yes."

Yuan Ge lied with his eyes open.

Song Wenyuan smiled and coaxed, "Yes, yes, yes, I didn't explain it clearly, causing Madam to misunderstand. From now on, no matter what Madam buys, you don't have to hesitate. My money belongs to you, my jewelry and jade belong to you, my land and property deeds belong to you... even I belong to you, you can do whatever you want, and you can have whatever you want."

The voice was low and contained a smile, which was so bewitching that it chilled my bones.

Miss Yuan's face instantly turned red. She stood up and walked towards the house, scolding coquettishly, "Go back to your Qichi Pavilion!"