But how did he know that what Mrs. Yu was angry about was Xiuhe's death. If Xiuhe had not died, she could still argue. Now that she is dead and she has become Yu Sheng's wife, what does she mean to the wife of a bright matchmaker?

Concubine?

Mrs. Yu has such an arrogant temperament that she can only allow Yu Sheng to marry one wife. How can a woman who cannot even accept a concubine tolerate her becoming a concubine in the end?

At this moment, Mrs. Yu’s room.

Zheng Ling sat beside the bed and gently pulled down the quilt, only to reveal Mrs. Yu's face again.

Zheng Ling said: "Aunt Qing, you have anger, hatred and resentment in your heart. Why are you torturing yourself? You go and torture that unfaithful man."

Zheng Ling felt sorry for her and held her hand tightly. She called out bitterly: "Aunt Qing, I know you are suffering in your heart. But think about it carefully, who caused you this suffering? It's your uncle.

Don't torture yourself, get up, have a good meal, go quarrel with him, make trouble with him, and make him miserable."

Zheng Ling's original intention was just to hope that Mrs. Yu could get out of the autistic hunger strike. But she did not expect that her guidance saved Mrs. Yu, but in the end it also caused chaos in Yujiazhai.

Mrs. Yu stared at Zheng Ling and said with all kinds of grievances: "Zheng Ling, your Qing aunt has hated concubines the most in her life, but she didn't expect that I would become his concubine in the end of her life. I feel unwilling to do so."

Mrs. Yu beat her chest, tears rolling down her face.

Mrs. Yu roared: "That's not the seed of our Yu family. As a bandit den like our Yu family, we should have no descendants."

She was so angry that she began to speak indiscriminately.

Mrs. Yu thought for a while and said angrily: "I feel annoyed when I see him now. I don't want to see him, hear his voice, let alone live under the same sky with him."

Zheng Ling said: "How about I send you to the Yan family and you go take care of your grandson Chenchen. Okay?"

Zhan Hanjue accompanied Mr. Yu and his family around the sofa, but everyone looked gloomy and unhappy.

Only Yu Chengqian was sipping tea leisurely and happily, as if nothing had happened.

"I just hope that this piece of shit Yu Sheng will end up with no one to die."

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Yu Sheng said angrily: "How could she want you to die? You are her son who was born in ten months of pregnancy."

Yu Chengqian rolled his eyes at him and said, "Get a servant to find out about my mother. You will understand."

Yu Sheng scolded him angrily: "Cheng Qian, go and comfort your mother. Only you can suppress her violent temper."

Yu Chengqian sneered: "Humph. I won't go. My mother hates me now. She wishes I would die."

Yu Sheng couldn't wait to ask: "How is Madam?"

The servant hesitated and said: "She sat up and was chatting with the countess."

Yu Sheng was worried about Mrs. Yu, so he asked his servant to inquire about the situation.

Not long after, the servant came back.

The servant looked at Yu Sheng timidly, as if he didn't dare to say anything.

Yu Sheng saw something was wrong and yelled, "That's what you said."

Yu Sheng softened his solemn expression. "That's good."

Yu Chengqian sneered slightly and asked the servant: "What did my mother say?"

The servant said tremblingly: "Master, I dare not say."

"Say." Yu Sheng was angry.

The servant had no choice but to tell the truth: "My wife said that she is annoyed when she sees you now. She also said that she doesn't want to see you, hear your voice, let alone live under the same sky as you."
Chapter completed!