Wanjin Lady

Chapter 71 Regaining the Situation
He stood before Wen Wan, neither retreating nor giving in, but with that nonchalant smile still on his face. "Shopkeeper Wen, since you're a businessman, why don't you talk to me? What will it take for you to tell me the solution to the Four Symbols Convergence?"

Wen Wan had to tilt her head back to reach his chin.

Only then did she realize that although Cheng Yunzhang was a scholar, he was in very good health.

The young lady narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Okay. As long as you are willing to answer a few questions for me truthfully, I will consider it."

Cheng Yunzhang seemed to have guessed what she was going to ask, and a wry smile appeared on his face. "Manager Wen, as I've already said, I don't know anything about household affairs. If you want to inquire about the Cheng family winery, I can't help you."

"Then I'm sorry..." Wen Wan looked him up and down and refused directly, "Master Cheng has nothing worth exchanging with me."

Cheng Yunzhang touched his nose.

Is he that bad?
This Shopkeeper Wen... is really tricky.

"Miss-"

Zhao Heng called out softly, and Cheng Yunzhang saw that the young lady in front of him, who had a cold and arrogant look just now, suddenly became as gentle as water. The ruthlessness between her brows melted away like spring water, leaving only deep affection.

Cheng Yunzhang turned around.

But he saw a tall young man wearing a half iron mask.

Although the man was thin, he had broad shoulders and a slim waist, and walked with a leisurely pace, looking like a soldier. Although the mask covered his face, his sharp and deep features were still visible. In the moment he caught a glimpse of him, Cheng Yunzhang felt a sense of pressure coming over him.

Is this... the son-in-law of the Wen family as the people of Ping County are talking about?
There is a strong evil spirit on my body.

Zhao Heng walked slowly towards the house, holding an oil-paper umbrella. As he entered, the wind chimes in front of the door jingled, bringing a chill down the long street. Wen Wan went to greet him, smiled, and looked up at him and asked, "Why are you here, my husband?"

Zhao Heng put away the umbrella, put his arm around her shoulders and brought her inside to protect her from the raindrops dripping from the eaves.

"I saw it was raining outside and I was worried that you didn't bring an umbrella."

The young lady looked particularly petite next to Zhao Heng. She tilted her head back and brushed away a leaf that had fallen on his shoulder. "How could that be? There are umbrellas in the tavern."

Cheng Yunzhang sighed in his heart: What a perfect pair of golden boy and jade girl!
Zhao Heng had seen Cheng Yunzhang blocking Wen Wan's way before, and thought Cheng Yunzhang was looking for trouble, so he said with a sullen face, "Who is this..."

Wen Wan said, "The young master of the Cheng family in Bozhou."

Cheng Yunzhang bowed to Zhao Heng and said, "Young Master Zhao."

However, Zhao Heng ignored Cheng Yunzhang.

For some reason, he didn't like Cheng Yunzhang the first time he saw him.

His face is too pale and he is too thin. He looks gentle, but he has a vague sense of dominance.

Jade-faced scholar. That's the style most loved by women.

Zhao Heng only held Wen Wan's hand, "My lady, are you done with your work? Should we go home now, or—"

"We're almost done with the shop. Let's go home early today."

Wen Wan took Zhao Heng's hand, and the couple walked side by side holding an umbrella.

Cheng Yunzhang smiled bitterly: Are the Cheng family members so unpopular?
He used to be very popular among the young ladies.

Well, he would come back another day to ask for his opinion. He didn't believe that Shopkeeper Wen would remain silent.

Seeing Wen Wan turned her head to look at Cheng Yunzhang at the door of the tavern, Zhao Heng squeezed her hand hard to express his dissatisfaction. Someone said sourly, "Madam, is the pretty boy good-looking?"

Wen Wan was pinched painfully by him. When she looked up and saw his tightly furrowed brows, she quickly smiled ingratiatingly, "Can he be as good-looking as my husband? Will he make me four-happiness meatballs? Make soap for me? And massage my shoulders and legs?" Zhao Heng's expression softened slightly, "You do have some conscience."

A househusband who doesn't work definitely feels insecure.

In fact, she was just wondering whether Cheng Yunzhang and Yuan Jing were in the same group.

"He just blocked your way on purpose, but was he trying to make things difficult for you?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Who can make things difficult for me?"

Zhao Heng was still worried. His wife was well-behaved and cute, and she was out in public all day. What if she ran into some thugs?
"I've also built a small martial arts training ground in my backyard. I told you last time I'd teach you self-defense, so you should keep it in mind."

Wen Wan nodded, "Of course."

The couple walked hand in hand in the rain, unaware that at this moment the door of Wen's house was suddenly kicked open.

Amidst the continuous drizzle, a dozen thugs armed with wooden sticks as thick as their arms rushed forward and rudely broke into the Wen family compound, causing the servants to scream.

More than a dozen men rushed into the house with wooden clubs in hand, smashed the water tank in front of the courtyard gate to pieces, pushed down the screen in the main hall, and smashed the flowers and plants in the courtyard with the clubs. The servants fell to the ground wailing.

When Wen Wan and Zhao Heng returned home, the rain was about to stop.

When Wen Wan returned home, she was shocked by the mess in the yard.

Chen Ma immediately found her backbone and came up with red eyes, "Miss, you're finally back! Just now, the people from Xinlong Bank brought a dozen thugs to our house, asking us to pay back our debts and causing such trouble to our family!"

Wen Wan was so angry that her face turned pale. "Isn't this debt due in over a month? Why are the people from Xinlong Bank coming to collect the debt so early?"

Aunt Chen twisted her injured wrist. "The news that we couldn't buy food spread throughout Ping County. The people from Xinlong Bank came here like dogs, sniffing out something. They insisted that we couldn't pay the debt and that they would take over this yard when the time came!"

Wen Weiming was also furious, but he saw things more clearly than Chen Ma. "These guys look vicious, but they only smashed worthless things. It's obvious that they're just making a lot of noise but not doing anything. They're clearly trying to force us to pack up and leave Ping County! This must be the work of that bastard Yuan Jing!"

Wen Wan stepped forward to help Old Man Wen up, and then grabbed Chen Ma's sleeve, only to see that Chen Ma's wrist was red and swollen, with a man's handprint on it.

Zhao Heng's eyes immediately turned red. He turned around and walked out, sword in hand. "I'm going to chop them up right now."

Wen Wan stopped him, "Wait."

Worried that her son-in-law might cause trouble, Aunt Chen quickly retracted her hand. "I'm fine, just a little red and swollen. Just apply some medicated oil. They didn't hurt anyone, they just broke our things. Miss and son-in-law, don't be impulsive."

Wen Wan refused to give in. She pointed to a few strong men and said, "You guys, pick up all the things they broke and find a piece of wood to carry them."

Although Wen Weiming was furious, he still had his head in his pocket. "They just wanted to intimidate us. If they didn't actually hurt anyone, we'll just accept it. This house is full of women and children, and Master Tu isn't here. If we piss them off... next time, they'll really..."

"Dad." Wen Wan's brows were filled with a cold and arrogant look. "I, Wen Wan, don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of it either. If I let the people from Xinlong Bank bully me today, any random cat or dog will dare to ride on my neck and poop and piss on me tomorrow. Today I must go to Xinlong Bank and demand an explanation! All the women stay at home to watch over the house, and the rest of the men, grab your weapons and follow me!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop her, Wen Weiming could only grab Zhao Heng's hand and said, "Go, you are a man after all, you must protect her!"

Zhao Heng smiled coldly, "Don't worry, father. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt her."

Wen Weiming was worried about Zhao Heng. This brat had a dark eye and a cold heart, and he didn't know if he could be trusted. Just as he was about to turn around and go to the backyard to find two handy weapons, Aunt Chen stuffed a feather duster into his hand.

Turn around and look.

Chen Ma, Hongmei and Luping were fully armed. The three of them held feather dusters in their left hands and shovels in their right hands, with solemn expressions as if they were ready to sacrifice themselves heroically.

No.

When those dozen big men broke into the Wen family just now, who was crying and screaming like a delicate flower?
So it was all an act in front of Wen Weiming?
(End of this chapter)