After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

"Big sister!" Jiang Fuyao said before she came closer, "Big sister, although you are now a female householder, you and I are biological sisters after all! There are some things that you can't do too well!"

Her voice attracted the attention of everyone around her.

Everyone who was talking to each other fell silent, and everyone looked at her curiously.

Shen Chuan frowned and subconsciously stood in front of Jiang Fuyue with an unkind look on his face.

Sun Jingke couldn't help it anymore: "Now that we know they are biological sisters, why did we go so early? Didn't your mother tell you at all about the shameful things that your mother did? Even if she didn't tell you, you should know, That Yeting Prison is not something anyone can enter if they want to! If she was clean, how could she get there?!"

"Isn't there Master Shen here!" Jiang Fuyao did not look at Shen Chuan, but said to Sun Jingke, "Master Shen's hands and eyes are all in the sky, what can't be done? As long as he says a word, let alone send my mother to Yeting Prison. , even if... no matter how extreme things are done, no one would dare to say anything!"

"Are you suspecting that I am bending the law for personal gain?" Shen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his extremely sharp gaze fell directly on Jiang Fuyao, as if he wanted to pierce a hole in her.

"Isn't it?! Who in the entire capital doesn't know what you think about Jiang Fuyue? Who doesn't know that you are an unscrupulous person? Now, as long as my mother is sent to Yeting Prison, Jiang Fuyue can be saved I am grateful to you and my wish comes true, why would you give up such a good opportunity?!"

Jiang Fuyao was already overwhelmed by anger.

"You two must have been together for a long time! Master Shen, although my eldest sister has been married once, she is still a virgin. I wonder how it feels?!"

As soon as Jiang Fuyao finished speaking, he received a heavy slap on the face.

The slap was so hard that Jiang Fuyao took four or five steps back and finally sat on the ground.

"I never do anything to a woman, Mrs. Hou, you are the first one," Shen Chuan turned his wrist, his voice was cold and murderous, "If Mrs. Hou plans to stop talking from now on, I will too. It can satisfy Madam Hou’s wish.”

Everyone watching the excitement looked shocked, and they all took a few steps back in unison.

Jiang Fuyao covered her face, then smiled and stood up, looking at Jiang Fuyue who was standing behind Shen Chuan: "Sister, I don't care, my mother has been tortured like this now! Even if she commits a heinous crime, The sins are enough to offset it! After all, she is also the aunt of the Jiang family, and she was also your aunt! You will be punished by God for treating her like this - "

Jiang Fuyue walked out from behind Shen Chuan and squatted in front of Jiang Fuyao.

The two looked at each other.

Then, another slap sounded.

Jiang Fuyue shook her numb hand expressionlessly, then reached out and pinched Jiang Fuyao's chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at her.

"Your mother is in Yeting Prison because she killed my mother with poison. The evidence is conclusive and has nothing to do with Mr. Shen." Jiang Fuyue's voice was cold and cold. "If you don't believe it or refuse to accept it, go and ask for help." A trial is more useful than pestering me here."

Jiang Fuyao struggled subconsciously, Jiang Fuyue frowned slightly, and used a little more strength on her hands: "My patience is limited, and I don't have time to continue to struggle with this matter. We have already talked about this, if you You still don’t understand, and you still want to make trouble with me, and I won’t be polite to you.”

"Do you understand?"

Qiu Shui's eyes, which used to be so plain without a trace of ripples, were now pitch black, with a hint of suppressed madness in them, which was even more frightening.

Before Jiang Fuyao could speak, Jiang Fuyue had already let go and stood up.

Shen Chuan took a few steps forward and stood behind Jiang Fuyue. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, but he did not touch her after all.

Jiang Fuyue took the lead and walked forward, and Shen Chuan followed suit. Xie Ziqi and Sun Jingke looked at each other and did not move forward, but stood in front of Jiang Fuyao.

On that side, Jiang Fuyue walked to the pavilion where she had just arrived before stopping.

There was no one around, and Shen Chuan was about to speak, but Jiang Fuyue threw him into his arms.

Shen Chuan stiffened and did not dare to move.

After a long time, Jiang Fuyue let go: "Sorry, I..."

Before she could finish her words, her body was pulled back into Shen Chuan's arms by an irresistible force.

Immediately afterwards, a low and hoarse voice sounded from above the head: "I am the one who should be sorry."

The man's embrace is warm and generous, with a particularly pleasant cold fragrance that makes people want to indulge in it involuntarily.

The wind blows, bringing bursts of cinnamon.

Jiang Fuyue closed her eyes, and her voice was full of exhaustion that could not be hidden: "...I'm a little tired."

Shen Chuan put his hand on the back of her neck, and gently rubbed it a few times with his fingers through a thin layer of clothing: "Let's rest for a while."

Shen Chuan hugged her tightly for a while, then reluctantly let go of his arms, still holding Jiang Fuyue in his arms: "What do you want to do with Anyuan Hou's Mansion?"

Jiang Fuyue struggled for a moment, but Shen Chuan's hand remained motionless.

Facing those eyes with a different kind of emotion, Jiang Fuyue's cheeks turned red, and she subconsciously looked away: "Based on my understanding of the old lady in the Hou Mansion, I'm afraid that in two months, there will be no one in the house." If you have money, you will leave the capital on your own."

The old lady is a person who values ​​​​face and pleasure very much. Although the capital is prosperous, it is not a good place for the old lady who has lost her face and has no money.

As soon as she left, everyone in the Hou Mansion would naturally leave, and there was no need to even bother with them anymore.

but……

"I'm going to make a trip there in the next few days," Jiang Fuyue said.

Shen Chuan gave a low "Yes" and said, "I'll go with you. Also, Mr. Jiang has been having a hard time lately. Do you want me to add to the trouble?"

Jiang Fuyue was slightly startled.

Speaking of which, Jiang Baisheng would come here every year.

But I didn’t seem to see him this year.

"Master Jiang has offended his immediate boss before. Naturally, he cannot do this again." Chuan Shen said, "But I feel that this is not enough."

"Are you very free?" Jiang Fuyue looked at him helplessly.

Jiang Baisheng is like this. Even if he doesn't care about him, he can't turn around. Shen Chuan actually wants to take action to make him unhappy?

"...The next few days may be very leisurely." Shen Chuan showed a bit of a smile on his face.

Jiang Fuyue rolled her eyes at him: "Okay, let me go."

Shen Chuan retracted his arms and held the warm-scented nephrite in his arms: "You brought it to the door yourself, and you want me to let it go easily. How is that possible?"

Jiang Fuyue blushed and said nothing.

Until the strength in Shen Chuan's hand loosened again, before Jiang Fuyue could escape, Shen Chuan had already bent down and touched her forehead: "Did you...promise me?"