The old lady of Pingyang Hou wanted to accept Ruan Mingzi as her granddaughter, but did not make a big announcement. She just said in the mansion and instructed the kitchen to start purchasing materials for the marriage recognition banquet.

But after Shu Yachan learned about this, she smashed everything in the room clean.

Then, Shu Yachan went to a remote small courtyard in Pingyang Hou Mansion with a gloomy face.

The door of the remote little yard was half-closed, with only one old woman and two maids serving them.

After entering, you can see a slender woman sitting at the stone table in the yard with her back facing the gate.

There was a plate of broad beans on the stone table. In such a cold day, this slender woman actually ate broad beans in the yard.

As soon as Shu Yachan entered the yard, she changed her expression, showing a bit sad but forced a smile.

She called the man in a low voice: "Jiatong."

The man suddenly paused his hand with broad beans, then turned around and showed a face that was at most pretty—it was fine, but there was a long scar on her face now, which stretched from her chin to her forehead, as if an ugly centipede was coiled on her face.

If Ruan Mingzi were here, he would definitely recognize that this was Wei Jiatong, who had conspired with Shu Yachan to murder her in the past, trying to make the bandits regard Ruan Mingzi as Shu Yachan's substitute.

However, in the past, Wei Jiatong was so glorious that she followed Shu Yachan as a companion. She also had Shu Yachan.

I don’t know how many people envy her, a man from the down-and-out uncle’s mansion, who is so glorious.

But now, she was ruined by bandits, and there were even some unpleasant rumors!

She could only hide in a remote corner of the Marquis' Mansion and be a down-and-out dog.

If Shu Yachan hadn't come to see her occasionally, Wei Jiatong would have become a lunatic already!

At this moment, tears were already rising in Shu Yachan's eyes, as if she felt very uncomfortable. Her voice trembled slightly: "Jiatong, I'll come to see you."

Wen Qi, who was beside Shu Yachan, carried a big food box and followed Shu Yachan.

Although Wei Jiatong was in a bad mood, Shu Yachan would come to her from time to time and bring her some delicious and fun things, so she would not send the evil fire to Shu Yachan.

However, her long-term depression has changed her face. Her cheekbones are raised high, and the terrifying scar on her face makes her look very gloomy.

Even though Wei Jiatong had already paid attention to his facial expression, he still looked a little sinister now.

Wei Jiatong turned around, but pushed the plate of broad beans on the stone table.

The plate of broad beans fell to the ground. The porcelain plate containing the broad beans fell to pieces.

Yanyan, the maid who served Wei Jiatong, turned pale, but she couldn't say anything. She could only squat on the ground with a white face and picked up the broad beans scattered all over the ground and mixed with pieces of porcelain.

Seeing the maid Yanyan's look of being afraid to speak but very skillful, it was obvious that Wei Jiatong often had fun like this.

The broken porcelain pieces were sharp, and soon the maid's hand was cut out, and drops of blood fell on the white broken porcelain pieces.

Wen Qi didn't look at him anymore.

Shu Yachan would not care about the safety of a maid.

Wei Jiatong admired it for a while and then got tired of it.

She took the lead in the house: "Come in and say."

He brought Shu Yachan and Wenqi into the house.

Not to mention, although Wei Jiatong could only live in a corner of the Marquis of Pingyang, Shu Yachan had always been able to do superficial skills. Although this small courtyard was a little remote, the decorations in the house were dazzling, with all kinds of treasures, including many treasures.

No matter who comes, when he sees this arrangement, he will sigh that Shu Yachan is already very good to Wei Jiatong.

Wei Jiatong took a seat casually.

Shu Yachan sat not far from Wei Jiatong, looking at Wei Jiatong's face with concern, as if she didn't care about the ferociousness on Wei Jiatong's face at all.

Wei Jiatong's face was slightly better.

Then she listened to Shu Yachan's careful question: "Jiatong, the color of the scar on your face seems to be lighter. Are you insisting on applying the plaster I gave you?"

Wei Jiatong was suddenly poked into a sad thing again, and her tone became stiff: "It's really fading? I've been wiping it all the time, why can't I see the difference?"

Shu Yachan said, "It must be that you look at yourself in the mirror every day, so you can't tell the difference. If you don't believe me, ask me about the chess."

Wen Qi was taking the food box out of the food box and putting it on the table. After hearing this, she also raised her head, looked at Wei Jiatong's face carefully, and then affirmed: "It's true, Miss Wei, it's really lighter than before. This ointment is really magical. It's worth it for my lady to search outside for more than half a year before I found it."

Wei Jiatong's face finally looked a little better, and she subconsciously touched her face: "Really?"

When she saw that the dishes on the table were mostly light in color, this color that was the least likely to increase scars.

It can be seen that Shu Yachan is also concerned about it.

Wen Qi was still nodding solemnly: "Of course it's true."

Wei Jiatong's face slowed down a little more.

But at this moment, Shu Yachan sighed softly.

Wei Jiatong's expression had just calmed down a little, and suddenly became cold again.

She asked Shu Yachan coldly: "What are you doing when you sigh? Do you dislike me?"

Shu Yachan hurriedly said, "How could that be? Jiatong, we grew up together. Although I have no sisters in the mansion, you are just like my own sisters. You were hurt by the hateful bandit at that time, and I was also heartbroken..."

As she said that, she felt a little uncomfortable and dipped her handkerchief into the corner of her eyes.

Wei Jiatong said in a desperate voice: "Then why are you sighing?"

Shu Yachan put down the handkerchief, looked sad and asked Wei Jiatong: "Jiatong, do you still remember that the one we met in that small county town was Ruan Mingzi?"

When Ruan Mingzi was mentioned, the scar on Wei Jiatong's face, which looked like a centipede, jumped.

Shu Yachan glanced at Wei Jiatong's extremely ugly face quietly, and she was proud of her heart, but she still looked angry but helpless: "... Speaking of which, you were injured and helpless at that time, and you couldn't get rid of her. Who knew what she said to those bandits... But I never expected that she didn't know what methods she had used, and actually came to the capital and coaxed my grandmother to recognize her as her goddaughter!"

Wei Jiatong stood up, and his teeth couldn't stop creaking: "What did you say?!"

Shu Yachan pretended to persuade: "Jiatong, don't be angry. I just got this news, and I just felt wronged for you... But my grandmother wanted to recognize Ruan Mingzi as her granddaughter, but she couldn't do it. The banquet will be held the day after tomorrow."

Wei Jiatong was furious and suddenly pushed down all the dishes on the table Wenqi's table.

She stood in the mess, looking like an evil ghost: "Ruan, Ming, Zi!"

Shu Yachan felt very happy.
Chapter completed!