Wanjin Lady

Chapter 19: Deception
Mother Chen cooperated at this time and hugged Wen Wan, wailing twice, "Miss, if you had known this would happen, why would you have saved him! You would have just let him die outside, and in the end you saved such an ungrateful person!"

Aunt Liu: Aunt Chen, you—as a person, shouldn’t—

Madam Liu immediately refused to give in. "That's right! He's been unconscious for so many days, and you've been keeping watch over him for so many days, calling doctors for him, praying and chanting sutras for him, and in the end, he just pretends to have amnesia and doesn't remember you. Where can you go to appeal for justice?"

"That's enough!" Wen Wan said in an unhappy tone, wiping away her tears, "Stop talking."

She looked at Zhao Heng on the bed again, "Young Master Zhao, don't pay attention to them. This is a serious matter, you need to think it through."

The three women walked out together.

After they walked a long way, Chen Ma dared to pat her chest and ask her, "Miss, he...wouldn't really disagree?"

"No." Wen Wan said firmly, "Madam Liu, send someone to tell Dad that the wedding date in five days remains unchanged."

"Mother Chen, go and bring back Mr. Tu from the backyard and release the other man."

"Also, tell Mr. Tu Er that Shou'an doesn't need to go. Since he has a pass and a badge, his identity must be real."

Wen Wan had already hung the sachet around her waist.

This... is her trophy.

Mother Chen hesitated and said, "Miss, don't you want to make preparations for both situations? Although the boy in the backyard is a little ugly, but...but..."

Mother Chen was speechless, and after a long while she said viciously, "Forget it, he's too ugly, let him go."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Chen. Zhao Heng will definitely agree to this marriage."

Aunt Liu beamed, "The eldest young lady is the smartest person in our house. She said Zhao Heng would agree, so he definitely won't get away! Our Wen Mansion...is going to have a wedding..."

When Old Man Wen heard that Wen Wan’s marriage was settled, he was so happy that he ate half an extra bowl of rice.

Although Old Man Wen didn't show it on his face these days, Wen Wan knew that he was anxious.

How can we not be in a hurry?
The two young girls were surrounded by a pack of wolves and were about to be eaten by their tribe, but he was powerless to stop them.

Now, I finally have one thing to put to rest.

"Since he's marrying into the Wen family, let him change his surname!" Father Wen thought more broadly. "There must not be a single mistake on the paperwork. Since he's become our Wen family's son-in-law, don't even think about returning to the family for three generations! Don't let him get involved in business matters... at all! If he dares to have any disloyalty, he'll have no good end!"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after we get married and shut up the tribesmen."

"The household account books must also be hidden. Don't let him even look at them. By the way, can he read?"

"Ah... I don't know. My daughter will go check it out tomorrow."

Old Man Wen had seen the way Wen Wan's eyes lit up when she looked at Zhao Heng. It was said that a woman's love could not escape from her love, so Old Man Wen made up his mind to warn Wen Wan in person and make her alert at all times.

The land of gentleness...is the most deadly.

"It's a pity that there are marks on his face." Father Wen finished a whole bowl of rice for the first time, and spoke with full energy, "Otherwise, he would have been as charming as your father was back then."

Dad, are you serious?

People...at least...shouldn't be so confident.

Can you please take a look at the sparse skin on your head?

"Remember, the more attractive a person is, the more likely they are to deceive, regardless of gender. That boy has nothing but good looks, but he has a mark on his face, and he comes from a farming family, so his life must have been very difficult."

Just when Wen Wan thought that Old Man Wen was beginning to feel a bit sorry for his future son-in-law, Old Man Wen added, "So people like this are usually ruthless and full of calculations... You have to be on guard."

Wenwan nodded "hmm hmm hmm", her hands kept moving, picking up food, her arms dancing quickly, and she grunted and ate with her head down, until she was sweating all over.

She wants to make up for the five years she lost in her previous life!
Old Man Wen said: It’s too shameful to watch.

The way the children eat is similar to that of the refugees in Bingzhou.

Father Wen couldn't help but say, "Eat slowly. Before, eating was like a chicken pecking at rice, but now it's like a bandit entering the village."

Wen Wan puffed out her cheeks and mumbled, "Oh, Father, Chen Ma's cooking is so delicious! It's the best in the manor! No one can surpass it!" Green Ping, who was serving beside her, was struck dumb: What?! Do you dare look me in the eye and say that again?
You clearly said yesterday that the dishes I cook are the best in the Wen Mansion!
So it was a wrong payment after all, right?
After Wen Wan finished her meal, she insisted on walking a hundred steps.

Lanterns were lit one after another in the Wen Mansion.

Wen Wan walked around the mansion. She estimated that it was about one kilometer, and two rounds would be enough.

The mainstream aesthetic of women in the Chen Dynasty was slenderness and softness, but Wen Wan, who had suffered a serious illness, disagreed.

Only your enemies want you to be delicate and graceful.

She wants to be a horse runner as strong as an ox.

Looking at these circles of open space, Wen Wan really wanted to make a major renovation and add some weightlifting equipment.

Hmph, Aunt Liu, I can have long legs and a slim waist just like you!
The old servant spoke to Wen Wan in detail about Old Man Wen's recent condition over the past two days. "Master suddenly heard today that the young lady was about to give birth, so he drank an extra bowl of soup and felt much better. We asked Doctor Yan to take Master's pulse this afternoon. Doctor Yan said that since Master vomited blood last time, the stagnant air in his lungs has been cleared. If he is carefully cared for and taken care of, he will recover in time."

"really?"

"Absolutely true! Doctor Yan said it himself!"

This is such a great thing!

"I give my sincere respect to Doctor Yan. Please ask him to take good care of my father. If my father can recover safely this time, he will be the great benefactor of our Wen family!"

Just as she finished saying this, someone from Aunt Liu came to give her a message, saying that Zhao Heng wanted to see her.

Wen Wan estimated that this meeting should be the third or fourth round of interviews.

After tonight, the offer will probably be sent out.

"Where's Lu Ping?" she asked.

"She went to the backyard to catch chickens. She said she'll make you some delicious beggar's chicken tomorrow." Hongmei volunteered, "Miss, I want to go see what my son-in-law looks like."

"Okay. Just don't tell anyone if you see me."

Hongmei was puzzled: "Why? Can't I talk to my uncle?"

"Since we snatched the person away from us, the more we talk, the more mistakes we'll make."

Hongmei understood.

My young lady must have used some unspeakable means to trick her son-in-law into coming here.

Ok.

Men are cute only when they are stupid.

Wen Wan took Hongmei to Aunt Liu's courtyard.

Aunt Liu came to inform and report on Zhao Heng's eating, drinking, defecating and urinating today. She also said that the young man had walked around twice today and his body recovered faster than ordinary people.

I just sat on the windowsill in a daze all afternoon, and I was worried that Zhao Heng might be mentally ill.

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Not really. He seems quite smart."

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that Zhao Heng had already gotten out of bed.

He was wearing a white cotton and linen coat with wide sleeves. He was tall and thin, with broad shoulders and a broad body. As he sat there, his long arms and legs seemed to have no place to go.

But his face was still pale.

Wen Wan walked over with a smile, "Young Master Zhao looks much better today. It turns out that the 100 taels of ginseng is effective."

Wen Wan deliberately placed emphasis on the three words "one hundred taels".

Let’s not worry about whether anyone is involved in this matter for now.

(End of this chapter)