Ling Qingwan frowned calmly.
It seems that his most precious son is right beside him, but for many years they have only been able to treat each other as master and servant. Today, Ling Feng got drunk, and under the influence of alcohol, he brought out the forbearance in his heart to the extreme.
No one present could react. Ye Yun suddenly broke free from Ling Feng's arms, and with a clang, he knelt heavily on the ground.
"I am so terrified. How can a servant like me deserve such a title? Please punish me, madam!" Ye Yun's face was pale, just like a humble servant who was terrified after being praised by his master.
Ling Qingwan couldn't help but sigh, Ye Yun was truly amazing.
Restraint, forbearance, and careful handling of affairs, if he had not achieved any of these points, he would not have been able to stay in the Marquis' Mansion for so long. Thinking of his previous life, everyone did not know about his relationship with Ling Feng until Ye Yun revealed his identity later.
If Ling Qingwan had not experienced this before, she would probably not be able to see Ye Yun's flaws today.
This is where Ye Yun’s brilliance lies.
"You! You are getting old and confused. Your son is here!" Old Madam Ling pointed at Ling Xiao helplessly.
Ling Xiao was pulled forward by Ling Shen and helped Ling Feng up.
Everyone thought that this farce was just Ling Feng being drunk and mistaking Ye Yun for Ling Xiao. Except for Ling Qingwan, no one knew the inside story.
Madam Ling disliked Ling Qingwan, but she really liked Ling Xiao. When Ling Feng was so confused, Madam Ling was the first to scold him.
Everyone carried Ling Feng away, and Ling Qingwan had nothing to do, so she went straight back to Iris Pavilion.
Walking to the corridor, a little maid hurriedly passed by her carrying something. It was dim at night, and the tray was covered with a layer of paper, so Ling Qingwan couldn't see what was inside.
But she clearly smelled a scent of blood.
Ling Qingwan pondered over it carefully, and suddenly an idea popped into her mind. Then, she quickened her pace, and did not stop when she passed the Iris Pavilion, but continued to walk forward to the Fulu Pavilion.
Ye Yun was afraid that Ling Feng would say something else and then he would not be able to handle it, so he would stay by Ling Feng's side tonight. At the moment, there were few people in Fuluxuan, so Ling Qingwan climbed in through the window while the servant guarding the door was not paying attention.
Through the layers of curtains, Ling Qingwan had no idea what Mr. Ling was like at the moment. Time was running out, so she looked around and saw a letter on the table. There was nothing on the envelope, and Ling Qingwan looked at the seal. The glue on it had been there for some time and was slightly yellowing.
This proves that the letter was written at least a month ago.
Without thinking too much, Ling Qingwan put the letter away and put it in her pocket. Then, she walked around the curtain and stopped at the last floor.
Ling Qingwan knew Mr. Ling. He was such a proud man, how could he be willing to let others see his current appearance.
Old Master Ling coughed, as if to tell Ling Qingwan that there was no one else around and that the person lying on the bed was him.
"Grandfather, this letter is the one you left for me, right?" Ling Qingwan asked softly.
Grandfather coughed again.
"I understand, grandfather." Ling Qingwan confirmed again whether the letter had been kept.
It was not advisable to stay here for long. If Ling Feng's people found out, both she and Old Man Ling would be in danger. Ling Qingwan talked with Old Man Ling for a few words and then left.
Ling Qingwan did not open the letter. She was looking for the right time to give it to the person who should give it to it.
And now, Ling Qingwan has another important thing to do.
The New Year atmosphere had not yet passed, and the streets were still bustling with people. Qiao'er was holding a lot of things in her hands and followed Ling Qingwan.
"Miss, are you going to have lunch outside or go back to the Marquis' Mansion?" Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Qiao'er asked with concern.
"Let's eat outside." Ling Qingwan seemed indifferent.
"Okay." Qiao'er responded, and then she was about to nod.
Ling Qingwan called out to Qiao'er.
"I'm tired of eating at Zuixiaolou, let's go to Jiangjiulou today."
Jiangjiulou is a famous place for rich people to gather in Dongjing City. Some people go there to eat, but most of them are officials and rich ladies who go there to drink tea and chat.
Although Qiao Er was surprised that Ling Qing Wan was going to Jiang Jiu Lou for dinner, this place was indeed a little far from Zui Xiao Lou, but not far from Jiang Jiu Lou. Maybe Ling Qing Wan was too lazy to leave, so Qiao Er didn't think much about it.
As soon as she entered the restaurant, the waiter came up to greet her warmly. Ling Qingwan found a seat near the door and pretended that she was just here to fill her stomach and would leave after her meal.
If she guessed correctly, that person was now in a box upstairs, chatting with the wives of high-ranking officials in the capital.
In the previous life, Ling Qingwan had crossed paths with her several times. She looked like someone who often came to Jiangjiulou. Ling Qingwan's position was the best to see the guests coming and going at the door, all of whom were wearing jewels and precious stones, extremely extravagant.
"Bang!"
The plate in Linglong's hand fell to the ground.
She never thought that the next time she saw Ling Qingwan, it would be like this.
Ling Long took off her gorgeous clothes and dressed simply, with her hair tied up with a plain hairpin. She stared at Ling Qingwan with a complicated look.
Ling Qingwan pretended not to have seen Ling Long, picked up a piece of cucumber and put it in the bowl.
"Ling Qingwan, we haven't seen each other for so long, don't you have anything to say to me?" Ling Long walked closer and said through gritted teeth.
Qiao'er wanted to speak, but Linglong glared at her fiercely, and she was so scared that she swallowed all the words back in her stomach.
"Since you left the Marquis' Mansion, we haven't known each other. In fact, we never knew each other before. It was just that I should have called you sister at that time. Now that this relationship is gone, I have nothing to say to you anymore."
Ling Qingwan was cold and silent. After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Ling Long.
Thinking back to the situation at that time, Master Ling's sentence was indeed too harsh. Ling Chuchu had done so many evil things, but she was still living well in the Marquis' Mansion. Ling Long only committed one mistake, but was expelled from the family.
Only Ling Qingwan knew clearly that if Ling Long was not driven away, she would become even more aggressive in the future, and would eventually leave the Marquis' Mansion.
In the previous life, Ling Chuchu took full advantage of Ling Long.
"If it weren't for you, I would still be the daughter of the Marquis's mansion." Ling Long was extremely angry. She had been hating Ling Qingwan all these days, and now that she had finally met Ling Qingwan, all her complaints came pouring out. Ling Long only hated herself for being incompetent and unable to defeat Ling Qingwan.
"Ling Qingwan, everyone thinks that you were born in the countryside and should be innocent and romantic. But I know that you are a bitch! It was you who designed to drive me out of the Marquis' Mansion!"
Ling Long couldn't help it anymore and yelled at Ling Qingwan.
"you… "
"Get out of my way!"
Qiao'er wanted to speak for Ling Qingwan but was interrupted by Ling Long.
"What are you doing?" The shop assistant noticed the commotion and hurried over.
"Ling Qingwan, you must give me an explanation today." Ling Long ignored the dissuasion, as if Ling Qingwan was the only one in her eyes.
The waiter told her to stop making trouble, so she tore off her clothes and threw them aside.