After not seeing him for two months, Wen Ping no longer looked like a great housekeeper. His hair was messy, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked like a completely different person.

Lin Hao was able to recognize them because Wen Ping and Wen Rusheng were too profound to her.

"Manager Wen, what are you doing?" Lin Hao said in a calm tone, "I remember we have settled things down a long time ago."

Wen Ping kowtowed at Lin Hao's feet: "Second girl, please show kindness. Yun'er's leg was broken by someone from the gambling house, and he is dying now."

"Isn't it going to work?" Lin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, without any fluctuation in his heart.

She knew that the father and son would not end well without her taking action, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Lin Hao's indifference made Wen Ping become more and more emotional: "Second girl, you only need to give me ten taels of silver and let me hire a doctor for Yun'er. Yun'er has a high fever and can't delay it any longer -"

Lin Hao took two steps away and said calmly: "Manager Wen, let me say it again, we are completely clear about things. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you either."

Wen Ping didn't listen to this at all and kept begging: "Second girl, ten taels of silver is just a meal to you, but it can save my son's life. Please..."

In the distance, someone is already looking this way.

Lin Hao frowned: "Manager Wen, there are many pedestrians on the street. To them, ten taels of silver is just a meal. Why don't you beg them instead of me?"

Wen Ping stopped and looked at the calm-looking girl, seeing a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Wen Ping was stunned.

When he thought about it, as long as he put down his face and begged, the second girl would definitely agree with a mere ten taels of silver. After all, he had given hundreds of thousands of silver so happily before.

But now, Lin Hao's eyes made him realize that he couldn't ask for these ten taels of silver.

"Second girl, I did help you after all."

"You're the cashier." Lin Hao smiled, "Manager Wen has been the housekeeper of the Vice Minister's Mansion for so many years. Can't he tell the difference between transaction and friendship?"

Wen Ping was speechless for a moment.

Lin Hao stopped looking at him and walked forward.

"Second girl!" Wen Ping shouted.

Lin Hao stopped and looked down at him.

Wen Ping got up from the ground, without the begging posture, and his half-squinted eyes revealed a fierce light: "Second girl, aren't you afraid that I will tell you what you bribed me to do?"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows: "Manager Wen, are you threatening me?"

Wen Ping made a gesture: "One hundred taels, as long as the second girl gives me another hundred taels of silver, I will keep that matter in my stomach forever."

"Say it."

"What?" Wen Ping thought he heard wrongly.

Lin Hao calmly smiled: "You can go ahead and say it. But who can someone like Manager Wen, who looks like a beggar, say it to? Who will believe what you say? You have no basis to undermine the general.

With the reputation of the girl in the mansion, you are not afraid of being arrested by the officials?"

Wen Ping's ferocious expression froze on his face.

He couldn't understand how a little girl could be so calm and fearless.

"What a pity." Lin Hao sighed softly, "If Manager Wen just said that he was willing to do something for me in exchange for my son's medical fee, although I won't use you, I might not give up these ten taels of silver out of soft-heartedness.

"

Some people always let evil thoughts pop up immediately, and Wen Ping is undoubtedly this kind of person.

Such people do not deserve mercy.

Wen Ping's eyes lit up and his face was full of eagerness: "Second girl, I am happy to do things for you. I can be a cow or a horse for you!"

"No need." Lin Hao shook his head and strode over.

If she is willing, she can indeed find someone easy to control, someone who will do whatever it takes to fulfill her orders.

But she never needs this kind of person.

She doesn't want to be this kind of person either.

In front, several new scholars who had just attended the Qionglin Banquet stopped and talked about Lin Hao.

"That girl has such a hard heart. She knelt down and begged for so long, but she never gave up."

"Yes. Isn't it too much? You should always give out a steamed bun."

As Lin Hao approached, someone whispered: "Isn't this the little lady from that day?"

"What day?"

"That day when we went to have tea, the little lady was almost hit by a flower pot."

"It's really her."

"At that time, I thought this girl was very kind-hearted..."

Seeing the girl approaching, several people stopped talking and looked at the beautiful face under the light. Some were nervous, some were looking forward to it, and some were disappointed.

When Lin Hao walked over without squinting, someone sighed: "I didn't expect that little lady has two different attitudes towards girls and beggars."

"Could it be that the young lady was so kind to the girl when we were there that day?"

Wen Feng looked at his colleague who had a stunned look on his face and said unbearably: "That man may not be a beggar. There may be some reason for it. Let's not make any assumptions."

"It's getting late, let's get going." A young man wearing a golden flower on his head said.

The young man has handsome features and is well-dressed. He is none other than Yang Zhe, the number one scholar who became famous all over the world in one fell swoop.

Everyone obviously took him as the leader, and after hearing this, they dispersed.

Wen Feng hurriedly caught up with Wen Ping.

"Manager Wen?"

Wen Ping looked at Wen Feng, his expression ranging from confused to surprised: "Are you... Mr. Feng?"

"Why did Manager Wen become like this?" Wen Feng asked in surprise.

If it weren't for his cousin, he wouldn't have recognized that this was the chief steward of the Wen family.

Wen Ping's tears immediately flowed down: "After leaving the Wen Mansion, we, father and son, were helpless and could be bullied by everyone. A few days ago, Yun'er had his leg broken by a villain. Now the wound is filled with pus and high fever, and he is about to die..."

"so serious?"

Wen Ping cried even more miserably: "The villain just came to the second girl, hoping that the second girl would be kind and reward her with a few taels of silver so that she could seek medical advice for Yun'er. Unexpectedly -"

Wen Feng did not follow Wen Ping's words to comment on Lin Hao, and only said: "Manager Wen, please take me to see Wen Yun."

Wen Pingping looked happy and knelt down to kowtow: "Thank you, Mr. Feng. Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Wen Feng turned aside and said, "There's no need for this to happen, Manager Wen. It's more important to see Wen Yun."

Wen Ping wiped away his tears and led Wen Feng around seven times and walked into a narrow alley.

Sewage flowed across the alley, and the stench was overwhelming. Only the moonlight barely illuminated the dusty walls and moss at the base of the walls.

"This is it." Wen Ping opened a broken door and asked Wen Feng to go in.

"Yun'er, dad is back."

The room was dark and silent.

Wen Ping quickly walked a few steps into the house and lit the oil lamp.

The lights were like beans, the room seemed dim and gloomy, and an indescribable stench penetrated people's noses.

Wen Feng saw Wen Yun lying on the bed.

Compared with Wen Yun, who has almost no human appearance, Manager Wen is actually quite decent.

"Yun'er, how are you?"

Wen Ping shouted twice more but received no response and walked over quickly.

"Yun'er, Yun'er, wake up." Wen Ping pushed Wen Yun's arm a few times and went to detect his breath with trembling hands.
Chapter completed!