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by MarineTLChapter 187: The Successor Wife – 9
The woman looked as if she wanted to say more, but Ren Xin interrupted her. “If you’re thinking of treating him like a fat sheep to be fleeced, then let me give you a word of advice, miss: don’t waste your effort. He’s a total pauper. Back then, I only pledged my life to him because I thought he was good-looking. Who knew he’d turn out to be so useless… sigh…”
The woman gave Ren Xin a sympathetic look and left without a word.
Qiao Ce was so angry he laughed. “Me? Useless?”
Ren Xin said nonchalantly, “How are you useless? Look, you’ve even fathered children. You’re incredibly useful.”
Qiao Ce: “…” The misunderstanding had only deepened.
Qiao Jiaojiao didn’t understand, so she asked, “Mother, was that person plotting something against Father?”
Ren Xin tried to explain in simple terms. “Yes. Even if your father weren’t a Lord Duke, his face is still quite the lady-killer.”
Qiao Wuenci, the little know-it-all, had his own way of interpreting things. “Then is my father the honey?”
Ren Xin thought about it. “Spot on!”
Qiao Ce: “…”
The family of four eventually found another restaurant. After eating and drinking their fill, they headed home. Ren Xin lamented, “Actually, the food isn’t as good as what we have at the manor. In the future, let’s come out to browse and then go home to eat!”
In just a few short days, Qiao Jiaojiao had been fully infected by Ren Xin’s laziness. She sprawled in Qiao Ce’s arms and nodded in agreement with Ren Xin’s words. “Mother, let’s just eat at home from now on!”
By the time they reached home, both children were drowsy. Their calculating father ordered the maids and servants to carry them back to their rooms.
Ren Xin didn’t care. Right now, she only wanted to wash up and sleep. If anyone dared to disturb her, she would snip off their little birdie.
Qiao Ce: “…” You might as well just say my name.
In the end, Qiao Ce still got his way. It had to be said that an experienced man was indeed different; she was served very comfortably.
Early the next morning, Ren Xin woke up early. She stared with wide eyes, ready to give Qiao Ce her praise at the first possible moment.
Qiao Ce: “…” How was he supposed to respond? Should he say it was all in a day’s work?
Qiao Ce’s wedding leave had ended, and he had to go to court to earn money. Ren Xin exhorted him, “Make sure to stay true to yourself. Don’t do anything that will implicate me!”
Qiao Ce left without looking back.
Feng Qingyue’s first day after marriage was not a pleasant one. She and Zhang Bojian had argued until late last night, yet she still had to wake up early this morning to pay her respects and learn the household rules!
She tried to act sweet and gentle, acting spoiled with Zhang Bojian in hopes of going to serve tea a bit later. Instead, she was harshly scolded by him. He felt Feng Qingyue didn’t understand the rules and that his mother should teach her a lesson.
Feng Qingyue had always been arrogant and domineering. How could she endure Mother Zhang’s subtle jabs? She even fired back at every verbal provocation from her sister-in-law. The entire household was turned upside down.
Before Feng Qingyue could even make her traditional return visit to her parents’ home, the Zhang Family threatened to divorce her.
Feng Qingyue sneered. “Divorce me? Do you dare? My father is a third-rank official1, and my cousin is married into the Duke’s manor. If you’re sensible, we can all live in peace. But if you make me unhappy, we can all just die together. I don’t want to live anyway.”
Sometimes, it really takes a villain to grind down a villain. A crazed Feng Qingyue intimidated the Zhang Family. Mother Zhang didn’t dare to act out of line anymore, and the sister-in-law became as quiet as a kitten. As for Zhang Bojian, although he was dissatisfied, he said nothing. After all, he still had to rely on Feng Qingyue’s dowry money to continue his studies and maintain his social connections!
Feng Qingyue gave a cold laugh. This was much better; everyone should just behave
Translator’s Notes
- third-rank official: In the nine-rank system of imperial China, the third rank was a high-level position, often corresponding to ministers or provincial governors, indicating significant political power. ↩


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