Contrary to what Meng Chongxi thought, he did not catch Qian Yan, who instantly dodged his movement.
Of course he won't give up just yet. The day after tomorrow is when Boss Huang comes to collect the debt. If he can't come up with two hundred taels, the people in the gambling house will really kill off Meng Wenang's fingers.
This is his only son. He passed the Tongsheng test at the age of ten. He will definitely have a great future. He must not be ruined like this.
He had originally planned to discuss the matter with his daughter tonight. With her daughter's temperament, she would never bear to see Wen Ang's fingers chopped off. When Wen Ang loses his fingers, he loses all hope of rising, and she is sold to a flower house. As long as Wen Ang succeeds in the future, she will still have a good life.
She will agree.
However, he did not expect that this unfilial daughter would disagree.
Meng Chongxi was very angry. She had to accept her parents' orders. He wanted to sell his daughter, but even the government couldn't care about it.
Aren’t those poor families selling their sons and daughters these days? Nothing unusual.
She actually dared to hide, her wings had grown hard.
Meng Chongxi was merciless this time, grabbing Qian Yan's arm and imprisoning her hands behind her back. At this moment, he felt a stinging pain and his body was a little numb, so he had to let Qian Yan go.
He didn't want to make a big fuss, thinking that the matter would go smoothly, so he didn't notify Meng Wenang and planned to resolve the matter by himself.
Therefore, in the dead of night, no one noticed that his body suddenly became paralyzed and fell to the ground.
Qian Yan was standing nearby, holding an embroidery needle in his hand hidden in his sleeve.
Many families in this world are indeed dominated by men. Just as Meng Chongxi thought, if he wants to sell his children, daughters, or even his wife, the government will have no control over it. On the surface, it is not allowed to sell the wife of a mediator, but many times the government is unwilling to take care of this trivial matter and finds it troublesome. Over time, everyone knew that wives at home could be bought and sold.
No one will care anyway.
In Qian Yan's view, this was a dynasty with imperfect laws. But in the eyes of men in this world, they are quite healthy. After all, women are the ones at the bottom who are oppressed.
Since Meng Chongxi has such a big right to speak, only if he cannot move or speak can he not cause trouble to her.
Just lie down and go!
She would not let Meng Chongxi lie down forever, but she had to wait until this matter was over before letting him get better.
When does he become disobedient and wants to make some decisions that she doesn't like, then just lie down again.
Qian Yan pinned the embroidery needle in an inconspicuous place on her body without leaving a trace, and watched as Meng Chongxi fell to the ground before walking over and asking him what was wrong.
"My eldest brother is so unsatisfactory that he makes my father so angry."
While Meng Chongxi could still move a few steps, she helped him back into the house, unlocked Zhang's room, and called for help.
Meng Chongxi remained silent the whole time, just because he was speechless, as if he had been poisoned and mute. He ahhhhhhhhhhh several times, but still couldn't speak, and finally danced with anxiety.
When Zhang and Meng Wenang walked out, they saw Meng Chongxi's eyes widening, waving his hands increasingly stiff, and fear on his face.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?"
Ms. Zhang ran over nervously. Although she was sometimes dissatisfied with Meng Chongxi in her heart, she also understood that no man in the family was easily bullied these days. Now at this juncture, nothing can happen to Meng Chongxi.
Meng Chongxi opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak. His eyes were red with anxiety and he was about to shed tears.
Qian Yan stood aside indifferently, and no one paid attention to her performance.
