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Behind her, Yang Ruqing and Bao Suyun also poked their heads out. Yang Ruqing was still holding Xiao Hei in her arms.

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To prevent Xiao Hei from making a sound and waking Yang Wenxuan, who had previously slipped into the small courtyard, Yang Ruqing also raised her hand to cover Xiao Hei's mouth.

Only when Yang Wenxuan was confirmed to have entered the yard and wouldn't be discovered did Yang Ruqing loosen Xiao Hei's mouth.

Little Hei opened his big mouth and gasped for breath, then wriggled his plump little butt out of Yang Ruohui's arms and ran to the corner to play with the wall block there.

Here, Yang Huamei pointed to the closed gate of the courtyard and asked Yang Ruqing and Bao Suyun, “What’s going on here? Am I seeing things? Is that Yang Wenxuan?”

Yang Ruqing and Bao Suyun both nodded, not looking at the flowers, they stealthily slipped into the small courtyard. The person was indeed Yang Wenxuan as expected.

"What did he say after he entertained us? Wasn't it that he was going to discuss a business deal in the afternoon and also prepare for a banquet at night?"

“Why do I feel like he's acting shady? Who would come to this backyard, this old courtyard, to do business?”

"Even if it was a banquet preparation, it should have been at the Yang Mansion in front, this isn't right!"

Maybe it was because Yang Huamei had a lunch of fish, chicken, and duck that replenished her with enough protein. Anyway, at this moment, her brain suddenly became very agile, and she started to chatter away with a bunch of reasoning and analysis.

Bao Suyun also frowned slightly, her face full of surprise.

"Yes, I think it's strange too." Bao Suyun said.

"Qing'er, why don't you say anything about this?" Yang Huamei suddenly asked Yang Ruqing again.

Yang Ruqing looked up at the small courtyard over there and curled her lips.

“Everyone has their own secrets. As long as they don't interfere with our rights and freedoms, we shouldn't speculate.” Yang Ruoqing said.

"The main thing is that this place is unfamiliar, so we should try our best to avoid getting involved in those matters. The less we know, the less trouble we'll have." Yang Ruohua added at the end.

Even if you want to gossip, it's not about standing on the side of the road staring at that old door that's shut tight and you can't see anything inside.

I can't dig anything up, and I might even get dragged into the mud.

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“Auntie Wu, Auntie, it’s almost time, let’s go back. Let’s take a nap in the afternoon. We still have to eat with Old Master Yang at night!” Yang Ruqing added.

Bao Suyun nodded repeatedly: "Good, let's go back."

Seeing Yang Huamei still looked curious and eager to peek through the crack in the door, Yang Ruqing walked over and took Xiao Hei into her arms, pushing him into Yang Huamei's embrace.

Yang Huamei had no choice, so she followed Yang Ruqing back step by step.

Back in her own room, Yang Huamei was still thinking about the matter, constantly discussing it with Bao Suyun and Yang Ruqing.

Bao Suyun and Yang Ruqing were both drinking tea and eating melon seeds because they were terribly bored.

Hearing Yang Huamei's incessant guessing, Yang Ruqing couldn't help but pick up the tea beside her and take a sip.

"Don't guess, let me tell you, Uncle Wenxuan walked in looking so sneaky. He must be up to something with a woman." she said.

“A woman?” Both Yang Huamei and Bao Suyun were surprised.

"Qing'er, you mean Yang Wenxuan is keeping a mistress outside?" Bao Suyun asked in a hushed voice.

Yang Ruqing said, "It's probably someone from the household. They wouldn't want Zhou Shi to know, or maybe they're having an affair with a woman from another family. In any case, it's something they don't want anyone to see!"

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"Goodness gracious, how well can these people play? Yang Wenxuan is about the same age as my second brother used to be. He should be a grandfather by now, shouldn't he? Why is he still playing like this? Isn't he embarrassed?" Yang Huamei asked.

"Aren't you in your forties? You're almost old, why are you still so flirtatious?" she asked.

Yang Ruqing smiled, "It's not that the old man has faded, it's that the playboy has aged. Besides,"

“Although Uncle Wenxuan is about the same age as my second uncle, his only son died suddenly two years ago. His daughter-in-law hasn't given the Yang family a grandchild yet and has been widowed ever since. What kind of grandfather is he!” Yang Ruoqing said.

“Huh? Is there such a thing? I don't know about it,” Yang Huamei asked, “Qinger, how did you know?”

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Yang Ruqing said: "Before I came, I already knew that once Wenxuan's uncle was teasing Lan'er sister's little girl, he said something sentimental."

"Then, who are the descendants of the Yang family among the younger generation now?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head. "Specifically, I don't know how to ask. Whether grandpa and the others have inquired, I'm not sure."

"I only know that Aunt Zhou didn't give birth to another son for Uncle Wenxuan, and she seems to have only given birth to one daughter."

As for whether the other concubines gave birth to sons for Wen Xuanbo, I have no idea.

Upon hearing this, Yang Huamei looked at Xiaohei who was playing there and said with emotion: "It doesn't matter how big a family business is, you must have a son to inherit it."

Although Old Wang's family was poor, their entire household couldn't compare to even a small courtyard in Yang Mansion, I still felt good. Oh well, it seems I'm just destined to be a village woman and can never become a mistress of a wealthy household! she said.

Bao Suyun smiled and said to Yang Huamei, "I'll go with you. We are just village women, destined to live our lives in Changping Village. It will be carefree, comfortable, and grounded."

Yang Ruqing nodded and said, "I agree. These so-called wealthy families are too deep for us to navigate. We're here to meet relatives, and sending birthday gifts..."

“Once we’ve finished visiting, let’s leave and stay away from this mess. Uncle Wenxuan can keep his hidden mistress – that’s his family business, and it has nothing to do with us. Let's not discuss it further; if the maids hear about it, they’ll start trouble again.” she said.

Bao Suyun and Yang Huamei both expressed agreement. They shifted the topic to something else.

Behind Yang Mansion, across a small street, lay that cold and deserted courtyard.

Outside, it was cold and deserted. But inside the eastern wing's flower-embroidered bed in the courtyard, the silk quilt was tossed and turned like crimson waves!

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The man's slightly stout body, entwined with the woman's smooth and fair flesh, was like two giant fish rising and falling in the red waves.

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The entire bed creaked and groaned, a symphony of moans and gasps blending together.

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There's a kind of love in this world called "a wife is inferior to a concubine."

I am inferior to a prostitute.

It is better to steal than to prostitute oneself.

It's better not to steal than to get caught stealing!

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There is another kind of love in this world, one that is twisted and not accepted by the world. It is called—‘’.

“Oh!”

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With a woman's dying gasp, the waves in the red tide finally subsided.

Yang Wenxuan lay on his back, sprawled out in a heap, staring at the red canopy above. He gasped for air with his eyes rolled back, clearly having just come down from a peak of passion.

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