The scumbag married another man. After rebirth, I will no longer be the mistress of a high-class fam

Fu Ling also smiled and said: "This eldest man in our family is also an infatuated person. He has hidden it for so many years. If you hadn't discovered it early, miss, I don't know how long it would have been hidden."

Song Anning blinked.

In fact, it didn’t last long.

In the previous life, when the child was 13 years old, Jiang Rongsheng brought his mother and daughter in.

It's just that the Qin family was very powerful at the time, and with the support of the Qin family, in the end, the woman still didn't end well.

As for the child, it seemed that he was recognized in the family tree, but whether it was recorded in the Qin family's name or there were other arrangements, Song Anning didn't know.

At that time, she was locked up in the backyard by the Qin family. She couldn't even guarantee her own life all day long. How could she have so much leisure to inquire about other people's affairs?

But judging from the fact that Jiang Rongsheng didn't insist on letting the woman enter the house, it seemed that the man's so-called affection was nothing more than that.

They say they can't let go of their childhood sweetheart, but in fact, Miss Zou is a stunningly beautiful woman. Who knows whether she can't let go of her love or her face?

The two have been together for more than ten years, and no matter how good-looking their faces are, they will get tired of looking at them. Giving up on Zou Wanniang and keeping the child is what Jiang Rongsheng can do.

Song Anning didn't think about it further.

She is just adding fuel to the flames. How to do this depends on Jiang Rongsheng and the others.

And the other side.

Jiang Rongsheng came to the house on East Street.

Wan Niang was very surprised when she saw Jiang Rongsheng.

"Why are you here today, Mr. Lang?"

Jiang Rongsheng is very busy every day and does not have much time to spend with Wan Niang.

At most, I can come over two or three times on the 15th of every month.

Just as Song Anning thought, he often came to accompany Wan Niang in the beginning, and would also spend a lot of time taking her to wander outside the city.

But as time slowly passed, Jiang Rongsheng became less interested in Wan Niang. She also knew her identity. While her heart was filled with a sense of crisis, she was also helpless.

So I was very happy to see Jiang Rongsheng come over today.

Jiang Rongsheng glanced at her, with no expression on his face, and said, "Go in first, and we'll talk later."

Wan Niang's heart skipped a beat.

Subconsciously, something was wrong from his expression.

But she didn't say anything and took Jiang Rongsheng in.

After entering the house, Jiang Rongsheng waved his servants away before telling her about the revelation.

"What? The eldest, the eldest lady knows about me? Then did she make things difficult for you? It's all my fault, brother Rongsheng, it's all me who dragged you down. If I hadn't been sold to Jizhou by someone else, you wouldn't have saved me out of sympathy. Come on, if you don't save me, I won't be in trouble for so many years. It's all Wan Niang's fault."

She said, covering her face and sobbing.

Jiang Rongsheng looked at it, feeling a little soft-hearted.

That's it.

After all, she had feelings for him. Otherwise, if something like this happened, why would she be anxious first about dragging him down instead of where she was going?

Jiang Rongsheng raised his hand and took her into his arms.

"Stop talking nonsense. How can I blame you for this? You also said that you were abducted and sold to Jizhou by others. Besides, the teacher is kind to me. You are his only daughter. How can I see death? Why don’t you save me?”

"Don't worry, I will find a way to solve this matter. No matter if she finds out, Yun Lang is already so old. He should have recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan long ago. He can't live outside forever."

Wan Niang was overjoyed.

"Lang Jun, are you really willing to let Yun Lang return home?"

Jiang Rongsheng nodded.

"Of course, he is my son. If I don't let him go back, who will I hand over my huge family property to in the future?"

Wan Niang knew about Jiang Hua's fake death.

Jiang Rongsheng hid this matter very closely, but he did not hide it from her. He simply knew that she had no relatives, and even if he wanted to say it, he didn't know who to talk to.

Jiang Hua was not Jiang Rongsheng's biological son, so Yunlang became Jiang Rongsheng's only biological son. Although he was not a direct descendant, it was very possible to hand over the family business to him without any choice.

Thinking of this, Wan Niang felt a surge of gratitude in her heart.

"Mr. Lang, you are still young now, and you may have a legitimate son in the future. I don't expect Yun Lang to be very successful in the future. I just hope that I can serve you and fulfill my filial piety as a son."

"As for me, I am a wanderer. If the eldest lady is kind and willing to accept me, I will be happy. If the eldest lady is not willing, please don't get angry with the eldest lady. It's you and I who can't help her. First of all, even if she hates me and blames me and scolds me, she should do it. I just ask my husband to treat Yun Lang well after I leave. I only have this concern. I..."

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face.

Jiang Rongsheng was shocked.

Take Wan Niang's hand.

"Wan Niang, what are you going to do?"

Zou Wanniang said with a sad smile: "What else can I do, Mr. Lang? I am yours in life and your ghost in death. I can't enter the Jiang family. The eldest lady has discovered my existence. There is a high probability that I will not be tolerated." I will continue to stay here, but apart from you, there is no place for me in this big world. Wan Niang is a low-life person. She was a person who deserved death more than ten years ago. Now she can survive for more than ten years, and she is still alive. Wan Niang is already very contented that her husband can give birth to a son, so no matter what the outcome is in the future, Wan Niang will not complain or resent her, and she also asks her husband to cherish herself and forget about Wan Niang."

Jiang Rongsheng: "..."

His brows knit together fiercely.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered the days and nights spent with Zou Wanniang over the years, like glue.

Feeling a little reluctant, she said softly: "Why is this? Although Mrs. Qin is fierce, she has no children, so she is ashamed of me. I insist that I join the mansion, what can she say? There will be no obstruction from the left and right. She is the mistress of the house, so from now on you can sleep well in the house and don't make her angry, she won't do anything to you."

Zou Wanniang lowered her head and wiped away tears.

"I hope so."

The two got together like this, and soon Qin received the news.

She was furious.

"That's unreasonable! I didn't know about her existence in the past, but now I know that she dared to trick me into having a private meeting with her. She simply doesn't take me seriously! Come on, come with me and take a look. I I just want to know what kind of foxy girl she is that can win the heart of the master like this!"

On the same day, Mrs. Qin hurried to the house on East Street with a group of people.

In the courtyard, Zou Wanniang was sitting in front of the desk, teaching Yunlang how to write.

Jiang Yunlang is only ten years old this year, but he already looks like a half-grown boy. His facial features are very similar to Jiang Rongsheng's. He looks very serious as he sits in front of his desk and writes. He has read through four books, and he is very promising in the imperial examination.

This is also the result of Zou Wanniang's careful teaching.

Her father was originally a high official in the imperial court and read a lot of poetry and books. Of course she herself also read books, so she knew the importance of reading.

She also knew very well what kind of person Jiang Rongsheng was.

If the son she taught was useless, Jiang Rongsheng might not have much affection for him even if he was his own son.

But if the son she taught was better than the son taught by Qin, then that would be another matter.