Chapter 1591: Chapter 1529: Wounding the Heart, Venting the Anger
Wufu didnāt care if Wu Lihongās expression was unpleasant. Watching his face turn various colors, wanting to explode but restraining himself, her lips curled coldly upward, and she walked joyfully into the house.
Thinking he could take advantage of her now that sheās doing well? No way!
Wu Lihong watched the door shut heavily in his face, shaking with rage, but did nothing and said coldly, "Return to the manor."
Seeing the master upset, Fu Guiās legs trembled. He didnāt agree with the master coming here in the first place. That young lady was someone who dared to cut ties with the master, so how could she reconcile with him and restore their father-daughter relationship?
So, coming here was simply seeking humiliation, but unfortunately, the master stubbornly came anyway.
And who would have thought that young lady would have such a fortuitous encounter? A girl clearly raised in the countryside whose birth mother was not from any noble family, yet she had such luck, unlike those at home?
Fu Gui sighed inwardly, climbed onto the cart shaft of the carriage, comparing people only leads to despair.
Wu Lihong, vexed after being slighted by Wufu, returned to the manor with a heavy heart, only to be greeted with a complaint from a mistress crying and sending someone over, saying that after her miscarriage, even the chicken soup to nourish her body was served cold, indicating the madam had no intention of letting her recover well to bear him more children.
Wu Lihongās temples throbbed with pain, his anger seeking an outlet. Unable to restrain himself, he rushed to the main room and, without regard for his two daughters being there with Madam Wang, unleashed a barrage of grievances, accusing her of being harsh to concubines and not being filial to her mother-in-law, words almost as sharp as daggers.
After this outburst, he left. Madam Wang, now furious, felt her heart ache, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.
"Mother, donāt be angry." Wu Yilin personally poured a cup of tea for Madam Wang.
Madam Wang gripped the teacup tightly, gritting her teeth, "Iām not angry. If I get angry, would he ever care for me? Iām not angry." She then instructed her chief maid, Qing Lian, "Go find out where the master has come back from."
Qing Lian curtsied and withdrew.
Wu Yining commented, "Fatherās temper is getting worse."
Madam Wang gave her a sidelong glance, opened her mouth, but said nothing.
Qing Lian quickly returned and haltingly recounted Wu Lihongās whereabouts.
"I knew it; he canāt keep away from that family." Madam Wang angrily placed the teacup on a small table, muttering in a resentful tone, "He gets slighted over there and takes it out on me. Heās indeed quite capable."
Wu Yilin furrowed her brow, lowering her eyelids. She knew Wufu had been conferred the title of County Lord, feeling both envious and jealous.
Wu Yining bitterly said, "Why did Father go there? Is our familyās liveliness not enough for him to show off? Iāll go and ask him myself."
"Stop!" Madam Wang halted her, scolding, "Youāre a daughter, and you intend to question your father?"
"Mother? Youāre still siding with Father? After heās treated you like that." Wu Yining couldnāt believe it and said, "Father went there because that little wench was titled County Lord. He thinks weāre inferior to them."
Wu Yilin cast a glance at her elder sister, with a barely perceptible mock at the corner of her mouth. She thought, what do they have that compares to Wufu? Just being a County Lord is unmatched.
"Even so, itās not your place to question it. Sit down!" Madam Wang pointed at her.
Wu Yining sat down angrily, fuming inside. Now that Song Jiaoer had also returned to the Northwest, she hadnāt left the house for some time, couldnāt find an excuse to visit Prince Weiās Manor, and couldnāt see the Crown Prince whom she longed for. If this continued, would the Crown Prince forget about her?