Du Mianmian felt chills all over, but she still had to speak under Shen Qingluan's gaze: "I, I don't know."
Yes, she bowed her head.
The moment he said these words, Du Mianmian felt that his dignity, face, and pride were all peeled off, revealing the bloody flesh inside.
Shen Qingluan's jade-white fingertips tapped lightly on the coffee table, "You don't know? If you don't know, you just talk nonsense and smear the mistress. Sir, Qingluan is not talented. Dare I ask which family's rule this is?"
These words were not so much questioning Du Mianmian's rudeness as they were mocking Jun Hongbai for not distinguishing between right and wrong.
Jun Hongbai bit his back molars and felt a burst of force in his masseter muscles.
In front of Shen Qingluan, he felt powerless, ashamed and angry, aggrieved, embarrassed, and more importantly, powerless and resentful.
The hands on his knees clenched tightly, and after a long while he said in a deep voice: "Now that the matter has been revealed, it was just a misunderstanding, so let's end it here."
He raised his hands and waved his sleeves, "Aunt Du, although you have good intentions, you should not be so rude in front of the mistress. I will punish you by pouring tea to Qingluan to admit your mistake."
Du Mianmian had tears in her eyes and said with red eyes: "I obey my command."
She took the tea cup from the servant, knelt down in front of Shen Qingluan, "Please have tea, madam."
The moment she knelt down, it was as if her proud self-esteem was shattered by this kneeling down.
She was no longer the only daughter of the Du family as she thought she was, the sister that Du Wenniang held in her hand, the wife and sister that Jun Hongbai should take care of as a matter of course, and the aunt that the Jun family siblings trusted.
She was just a concubine who knelt at Shen Qingluan's feet and prayed for a place.
This is what it feels like to be a concubine.
She held the tea cup high.
At this moment, everyone in the room seemed qualified to despise and ridicule her.
Shen Qingluan looked at the top of her head and did not reach out to hold the bowl of tea.
Jun Hongbai glared at her sideways.
Shen Qingluan raised the round fan and fanned it leisurely twice, looked at Du Mianmian, shook his head and sighed:
"No wonder history books always say that merchant girls are the source of family chaos. I used to sneer at it, but now I know what the sage said. There is really nothing wrong with it."
Du Mianmian was so humiliated that her arms trembled!
The voice was sharp and almost broken: "Shen Qingluan, I just made a mistake for a moment, why do you have to speak so harshly! Can't all the business women in the world fall into your eyes, Shen Qingluan!"
Shen Qingluan chuckled lightly, with pity in his eyes: "What is a businessman? He just sells umbrellas from the south to the north, and then sells rice from the north to the south.
As for how the umbrella is made, and whether the rice is good or bad, they themselves don't know. "
She tapped the ginseng in Yuan'er's hand with her fan, "But a little maid in the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion can tell the difference between good and bad ginseng, but no one in the Du family can tell, and they even have to pretend to be This can be seen when you come here to give people as gifts."
Du Mianmian's expression suddenly turned ugly.
Shen Qingluan took back the fan in his hand and knocked on the table repeatedly, as if knocking on Du Mianmian's Tianling Cap.
"No wonder your parents want to send you into the Jun family as a concubine. I think they know that merchant girls are short-sighted and only interested in profit. If you become a head wife, you will only bring trouble to a family. You can be considered self-aware."
She turned her head and smiled lightly at Jun Hongbai, her attitude was friendly but her words were sharp:
"The uncle said that if Aunt Du were the mistress and gave gifts like these fake and shoddy goods as if they were genuine, she would definitely arouse the hatred of her superiors if she gave them to her subordinates. If she gave them to her subordinates, she would surely dislike them. How can a family survive in the long run? Is there a way out?"
In the previous life, Du Mianmian stepped on her corpse and became Jun Hongbai's first wife. Oh, it was just self-destruction!
Even if she didn't see it with her own eyes, she could still imagine that the fate of the Jun family would be that what they wanted would be wiped out in ashes, and what they wished for would be a basket of water!
These words seemed like a casual chat between parents, but these few words set off huge waves in Jun Hongbai's heart.
Yes, the daughter of a businessman is so short-sighted, how can he let Qian'er get close to Du Mianmian.
His eyes were locked on Du Mianmian, compressing and tightening inch by inch, making Du Mianmian's heart run cold.
After a while, Jun Hongbai spoke with a hint of warning in his tone: "Aunt Du, since you know that you are superficial and ignorant, don't talk back in front of my wife in the future.
Qingluan is my wife, the mother of Yuan'er and Qian'er, and the mistress of the Jun family. This will never change. "
Hearing this, Du Mianmian's heart felt like it was filled with water from the Yellow River, feeling cold and piercing the heart.
Shen Qingluan will always be the mistress?
Then why did she get married?
Shine her Shen Qingluan's shoes?
When she was stunned, Shen Qingluan took the tea cup away from her hand and put it casually on her hand.
When she was on the verge of death in her previous life, she longed for the cup of cold tea at her hand.
She struggled to reach it, but was pushed away by Du Mianmian lightly.
She still remembered the moment before she died, her throat was as rough and uncomfortable as burning.
So after her rebirth, she hated the feeling of dry mouth and drank dozens of cups of tea every day.
However, no matter how thirsty she was, she still refused to accept the tea bowl Du Mianmian brought over.
She had tried her best to control this person and this face so that she could not attack Du Mianmian.
Her uncooperative appearance made Du Mianmian burst into tears again.
After sniffing, he said: "I understand. I have heard about the talent of the noble daughter of the Shen family at home. Now I can serve you by my side and I am willing to listen to my wife's teachings."
Jun Hongbai nodded with satisfaction.
Du Mianmian added: "Madam's character is as high as a mountain, and her knowledge is even more extraordinary. With Madam's words and deeds, Qian'er will surely excel.
Master, please let Qian'er out. Keeping her grounded all day long will not only hurt my body and soul, but it will also ruin her studies. "
Her red eyes looked at Jun Hongbai, and her words were full of worry and concern, as if she was completely selfless.
Jun Hongbai was moved again.
Compared with Shen Qingluan's upright and clear posture, elegant and dignified but repulsive attitude, Jun Hongbai felt depressed and tired for no reason.
Although Shen Qingluan is talented and beautiful, she has no blood-related concern for her two children.
Although Mianmian had all sorts of problems, she cared deeply about her two children.
She was obviously humiliated in public, but she was not angry or impatient. She was only worried that Qian'er could not be taught by her aunt.
Comparing the two, although Mianmian is not as talented as him, his kindness is rare.
Jun Hongbai stood up and pulled Du Mianmian up, "Okay, I will give the order to exempt Qian'er from being grounded.
She lost her mother when she was young and lacked the care of her elders. You are her aunt, and you will love her as much as your own child. "
Shen Qingluan took a sip of tea slowly, with a calm expression: "What the uncle said is that Qian'er should get close to Aunt Du in the future."
Du Mianmian probably wanted to win Jun Qian over to her, and Shen Qingluan wished these two stupid bastards could get together.
But without her intervention, one of them is stupid and vicious, the other is short-sighted and mean, who will be the winner in the end.
Du Mianmian couldn't see the humiliated and frightened expression on her face, and was a little disappointed. She cheered up and said, "I don't dare to be a wife..."
Shen Qingluan waved her hand and interrupted her casually, "Bring the painting that the uncle asked for."
Cuicui came forward holding a scroll. Jun Yuan rushed up from the room. Jun Hongbai also let go of Du Mianmian's hand and looked over with both longing and worry.
For a moment, Du Mianmian's long and affectionate speech was stuck in her throat, almost choking her to the point of losing her breath.
For just this moment, no one paid attention to her anymore.
The scroll slowly unfolded in Cuicui's hands, revealing an elegant and elegant white dress with wide sleeves from bottom to top.
Du Mianmian clutched the veil tightly and couldn't help but stare at the scroll.
It doesn't matter.
She comforted herself quietly that as long as Shen Qingluan used her face in the painting, this face would stay with Jun Hongbai for a long time in the future and become her greatest weapon!
The scroll is fully unfolded.
"What's going on!" Du Mianmian shouted.
The woman on the scroll has wide sleeves like water waves flowing through the air, her skirt is flying, and her waist is graceful and graceful.
The steps are gentle, and the graceful dance expresses gentle sorrow, attracting magpies to surround her, as if to relieve her sorrowful brows.
Everything is beautiful except...
"My uncle asked you to paint my sister's portrait, how could you only paint the back and not the front!"
Du Mianmian waved her sleeves and said in an angry voice, "With such a casual painting, who can tell that the painting is my sister?"
"Snapped--"
Shen Qingluan raised his hand, picked up the tea bowl at hand and splashed it on Du Mianmian's face.
Light yellow tea stains washed down her face, and Du Mianmian screamed and spat out a few tea leaves.
"Aunt Du," Shen Qingluan's voice was like fine silk, "I just said that you should abide by your duties as a concubine. Who allowed you to question me so wantonly?"
Du Mianmian wiped his face and stared in disbelief.
Shen Qingluan actually dared to splash her!
Although Shen Qingluan was not polite to her before, he was limited to verbal humiliation and verbal bullying!
Now, she actually dares to do something to herself! Isn't she afraid of the Du family behind her?
Du Mianmian was so angry that her teeth were chattering and trembling. Just as he was about to go up and tear her apart, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jun Hongbai's ugly face.
There was a thrill in her heart, and the tone forced her to hold it back.
She twisted her face: "It's my fault. I beg you, Madam, please don't argue with me."
Shen Qingluan curled her lips playfully.
When Du Mianmian sat in the wedding sedan with great ambitions, she should have been dreaming of suppressing her, the head wife, in the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion and controlling the wind and rain.
However, the fact is that to be a concubine is to be inferior to others!
Just like a wife is always constrained in front of her husband, and a granddaughter-in-law is always constrained in front of her grandmother.
If it were Du Mianmian who was not trapped in the Hou family and was qualified to choose one of the good men in this world, how could she come to the Hou family to ask for trouble.
When dealing with Du Mianmian, Shen Qingluan did feel a little bit intolerant, and couldn't bear that her good years were wasted here.
However, she couldn't bear it. Would Du Mianmian appreciate it?
What makes people fearful in this world is never tolerance and kindness, but means and intimidation.
Even though Du Mianmian didn't realize this directly, he was already afraid of Shen Qingluan from the bottom of his heart.
Even if he was extremely angry, he could only grit his teeth and make insinuating remarks:
"I am just in a moment of impatience. I obviously want to draw my sister, but I can't see my sister's face at all. Is the madam doing this deliberately to trick me, or is she deliberately making me dance to tease me?"
