When dusk fell, Yang Wenxuan and his two confidants came to the entrance of the small courtyard behind Yang Mansion.

At first glance, the courtyard door was locked.

Yang Wenxuan was surprised and turned to look at the entourage behind him.

"What happened? Who locked it?" Yang Wenxuan asked.

"Open the lock quickly!" he said again.

The attendant quickly took out the key from his waist, stepped forward to lift the lock, inserted the key into the keyhole, and turned it.

Suddenly, the attendant was surprised and said, "The key is wrong, and the lock is wrong, sir. This lock was not locked by one of our people."

"What?" Yang Wenxuan was also surprised.

He came forward and picked up the lock and took a closer look. It was really different!

"Go to the back and climb over the wall to take a look!" Yang Wenxuan said. The master and servant quickly went around to the backyard and climbed over the wall.

The doors inside were indeed locked, and there was no one around.

Someone came and took Mrs. Xie away.

Who is the one?

For some reason, a face that looked like a smile but not a smile, not angry but intimidating suddenly appeared in Yang Wenxuan's mind.

His heart suddenly sank a few points, and he froze in the yard, feeling bad all over.

Yang Mansion, in the Zhou family's courtyard.

When Yang Wenxuan came back, he found that the usually lively courtyard had become a little quiet.

Looking around, I realized that all the concubines had been moved out of the courtyard. I found a maid to ask, and found out that all the concubines had moved to another courtyard in the mansion during the day.

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Yang Wenxuan had always wanted to separate the residence of these concubines from the Zhou family, but the Zhou family had been holding on to it.

Today, it was suddenly moved out, but Yang Wenxuan was not happy because he had an even worse premonition.

"Master, are you back? Madam and the others are about to have dinner, please come in quickly!"

Maid Ping'er's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Yang Wenxuan turned around and saw Ping'er standing there with a smile, followed by several servants carrying multi-layered food boxes.

When Yang Wenxuan looked at the size of the food box, he knew that the food in it was twice as much as usual.

"Why take so much? It's a waste if you can't finish it all!" Yang Wenxuan said.

In the past few years, business has been deteriorating, the household expenses have been reduced, and dinner has been kept simple.

Hearing Yang Wenxuan's words, Ping'er also looked at the food box and smiled.

"I don't know something, because the young lady is back. In order to help the young lady take care of herself, the madam specially took some of her own money to buy food for the young lady!" Ping'er said.

Hearing this, Yang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

Sure enough, he was taken over by Zhou!

Yang Wenxuan put his hands behind his back and strode into Zhou's house opposite.

The room was brightly lit, and at the round table outside, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xie were sitting face to face.

When Yang Wenxuan came in, Mrs. Zhou was raising the chopsticks in her hand to pick up dishes for Mrs. Xie.

Mrs. Xie sat there with her head lowered, looking extremely reserved.

Seeing Yang Wenxuan enter the room, Zhou put down her chopsticks and greeted Yang Wenxuan with a warm smile.

"Master, you came back at the right time. We are about to have dinner? You haven't eaten out yet, right?" Zhou asked with concern.

Facing Zhou's inquiry, Yang Wenxuan remained unmoved, without any smile on his face.

His eyes fell on Ms. Xie, who quickly stood up and looked at Yang Wenxuan for help with her weak and panicked eyes.

Yang Wenxuan looked away, and his gloomy eyes fell on Zhou: "Why is she here? What do you want to do?"

Ms. Zhou also glanced at Ms. Xie over there, then turned to Yang Wenxuan and said, "It's not what I want to do. You have to ask the old man what he wants to do!"

"My father?" Yang Wenxuan was shocked.

He also glanced in Xie's direction, and now his expression became a little unstable.

"My father...knows?" he asked Mr. Zhou.

Zhou raised his eyebrows.

"What else?" she asked.

Yang Wenxuan's expression changed, and he stood there in a panic.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou glanced at Mr. Xie, and then said to Yang Wenxuan: "The old man knew that he was going to be a grandfather, and he was very happy. But when he found out that the biological mother of the child was Mr. Xie, the old man was so angry that he almost carried her away!

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Hearing Zhou's words, Yang Wenxuan's face became a little gloomier.

Mrs. Zhou said: "Don't worry, I have already helped you plead with the old man."

"Originally, the old man planned to take action against you two, but in the end I pulled my face and begged for mercy from the old man."

"I told the old man that if you don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, at least the piece of meat in Xie's belly belongs to the old man and belongs to our Yang family."

"The old man temporarily extinguished his anger. He said that the family scandal should not be made public, and asked me to take Ms. Xie back to the house to take care of her personally and give birth to the child first."

"There will be too many people talking, so I sent all the concubines in this courtyard to other courtyards."

"Master, you will have to work harder from now on and run a little longer," said Zhou.

After hearing what Zhou said, Yang Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the person he hates the most in this family is Mr. Zhou.

The person I respect the most is naturally the old man.

If the old man is unhappy and takes back his power, he will have nothing.

Now that Mr. Zhou had helped him settle the matter with the old man, Yang Wenxuan suddenly became less annoyed with Mr. Zhou.

He looked at Mrs. Zhou, his eyes naturally softened a bit, "It's so hard for you, you still think about me and run around like this..."

Zhou curled her lips and smiled: "We are husband and wife, and your heir is my heir. It's a pity that I am not able to give birth to another son for you..."

"Now, finally, the opportunity has come. For the sake of the heirs, I can tolerate Xie's previous status even if it was embarrassing," she said.

A trace of emotion and gratitude flashed across Yang Wenxuan's face. He couldn't help but reach out and hold Zhou's hand, "It's better that you are nice to me!"

Mrs. Zhou also raised her hand and held Yang Wenxuan's hand. She said with an affectionate expression as if no one else was watching: "We are married couples. We share blessings and share hardships."

Yang Wenxuan nodded vigorously, and the two looked at each other affectionately again.

Here, Mr. Xie was left alone.

She looked at the two people in front of her, secretly raised her hand to caress her belly, and suddenly realized how unnecessary her existence was.

Yang Wenxuan turned his head and glanced at Mr. Xie here, his eyes looking a little indifferent and distant.

"Since Madam is kind and tolerant, she doesn't let the past go by the wayside, and she even took you into the house to recuperate,"

"From now on, you must behave yourself in this house, obey your wife, and respect her. Remember?" he asked.

Mr. Xie lowered his head and said, "Remember."
Chapter completed!