A scumbag husband dotes on his concubine excessively?After the divorce, I became the most beautiful

Fu's voice was obviously softer, not as strong as Shicai's, "Yes, is there more?"

"I spent 15 taels yesterday."

Mrs. Fu took a breath, "How did you spend 15 taels? He doesn't even have 15 taels?"

She allowed He An to spend 50 taels in the accounting office every month. Is 50 taels not enough?Even 15 taels came to Jiang Wanhe to ask for it?
Hongsui wished she could crawl into the ground, "It's a slave. I gave 15 taels of reward to the slave, so I can hold my hands wider back."

Jiang Wanhe snorted, "Hongsui, Hongsui, I blame you for being too greedy. You dare to touch anyone's money."

Mrs. Fu's face changed color, she was smiling but not smiling, "So it's you, a cheap maid, who did this!"

"You are so cheap! You even dare to take money from your master's family, right?"

Chanyun followed Mrs. Fu empty-handed. She couldn't find anyone suitable for her, so she picked up the support beside the bed and handed it to Mrs. Fu with both hands.

"This is Miss." Yin Xin was about to say something but stopped because of Miss's support.
Mrs. Fu took it, and she showed off her power under the gaze of everyone. She dug her claws into the brocade silk on her hand, raised it upright, and slapped Hongsui hard on the back of her shoulder.

Others in the room frowned at the same time.

The shape of the support is similar to that of a crutch. The material used for making it is good agarwood, which is no less than the mahogany stick used at home. Moreover, this one is solid. Every time it is hit, the chance of survival will be reduced, and it will affect important parts of the body. Once bleeding occurs, the person is dead.

"Ah!" Hongsui exclaimed and crawled to Jiang Wanhe's feet.

Fu shouted, "Drag her out! I'll beat her to death!"

Hongsui fell to the ground clutching her shoulders, panting and begging for mercy, "Madam, Madam, please spare me, I haven't touched the money, it's all in the cubicle."

Snapped!
With another stick, Hongsui was hit on the head by Fu, and immediately there was a gash on her head. Blood was pouring out, covering her face and the ground.

"Madam, please spare Hongsui, Hongsui will never dare to do it again."

Hongsui rolled on the ground, blood staining his body and smearing it everywhere.

"Mother, if I want to kill or cut you up, I will take you away. Don't dirty my land."

Jiang Wanhe didn't speak for Hongsui, but the blood on the ground and the brocade silk on her support hand fell everywhere and was stained with blood, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Why are you using her to hold up your hands?Her feet are not healed yet!
Mrs. Fu threw away her supporting hand and let Cicada help her rub her sore and numb hands.

Mrs. Fu glanced at Cicada, "Why do you always recruit slaves like this into the house? If you can't do the job, you should have quit earlier!"

Hongsui had half of her leg broken, lying on the ground dying, not even having the courage to cry.

"Hongsui, mother is teaching you, just remember that the master's things are not something that a servant like you can take at will, do you hear me?"

"Slave, I heard this, and I don't dare to do it anymore."

Jiang Wanhe asked Yin Xin to refill Mrs. Fu's cup of tea and said, "Mother, I can't manage Hong Sui here, so you should take her away and discipline her."

Mrs. Fu closed her eyes angrily, and Chan Niang sent someone to drag Hongsui out.

"Wanwan, this is what will happen if your servant touches your things. Don't worry, no servant will dare to touch your dowry in the future."

"What about the husband? Mother means that the money can be used by the husband to squander it as he pleases and pretend to be fat."

"That's not the case." Mrs. Fu didn't know how to answer.

"Sister, why don't you invite the Marquis over and let him apologize to the eldest lady?"

Aunt Zhou was behind. She was frightened by the scene just now, and she didn't forget to find a step for Mrs. Fu to get off.

"Okay, call him!" Tired from the beating, Mrs. Fu stood panting.

"Go quickly!" Mrs. Fu urged her unhappily when she saw that Cicada was still standing.

Cicada nodded and went outside.

Gong Yuling was also frightened by the sight of her mother beating someone, so she ran away in a hurry.

Jiang Wanhe looked at the blood beads on the ground, thinking that Yin Xin would have to do more work soon.

Half an hour later, Gong Hean arrived at Ruixing Pavilion.

When he entered the room, he noticed that the momentum was not good. The opponent's formation was too strong and he was in a very dangerous situation. He turned around and wanted to run away, but was stopped by Butler Ke.

"Mom, my son is going to the Ministry of War soon. Why are you calling him here in such a hurry?" Mrs. Fu got to the point and yelled, "You are so generous outside! I wonder whose money you are using?"

Gong Hean was smiling all over his face, but he stopped laughing and fell silent when Mrs. Fu yelled at her.

He turned to look at Jiang Wanhe, frowning and said, "Jiang Wanhe, you are not happy that you used the private money you saved for your brother, aren't you?"

"If you're not happy, just let me hold it in. I'll be leaving in two days, so I won't bother you!"

Still the same, Gong Hean didn't have a good temper towards Jiang Wanhe.

Jiang Wanhe not only set him up to marry him, but also deceived him. Of course he didn't have a good look on her!

Jiang Wanhe replied lukewarmly, "You are so powerful, why don't you close the money hole before leaving?"

Gong Hean gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Wanhe, don't think that because you hurt your foot, I won't dare to touch you!"

"Okay! When will we continue to argue? Do we have to bring the owner of the house?"

Fu said earnestly and thoughtfully, "Wanwan, it's He An who did it wrong. I'll ask Butler Ke to send the money over in a moment."

"Leave your money with you, and none of us will touch it. When someday something big happens and you need it, you can solve it on your own."

Mrs. Fu means that now they can't get a cent from Jiang Wanhe, and when something happens to Jiang Wanhe or something big happens to her parents' family, their palace won't care about it at all.

Jiang Wanhe followed Mrs. Fu's words and replied very quickly, "Thank you, mother, for your understanding."

Yin Xin almost couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw the young lady thanking her heartily.

Mrs. Fu sighed heavily and lectured her son, "He An, you will report back to the military camp right away. Stay with me at home these days. When you leave, no one will care about my old bones."

She looked at Jiang Wanhe again and said, "Wanwan, you come too, I don't know when you will come back next time."

Jiang Wanhe could barely catch his breath, and the fingertips resting on his side were about to dig into the couch cushion.

???

Let her go to Xiangnan County with Gong Hean?

"Mom, you said that I can take a woman to Xiangnan County. I have packed Yueyue and their luggage. Now you tell me to take her?"

Of course Gong Hean did not agree to take her there.

Her predecessor, Gong He An, got married to her, and ran away after getting along for a short time. They were separated for ten years, if not for a few pitiful letters home.

She thought Gong Hean died outside.

"Of course I asked you to take your wife with you, but you still want to take that careless couple out? Do you want to separate from me and start a new family?"

"Mom, my son didn't mean that!"

"Jiang Wanhe, you don't want to go to Xiangnan County with me, right? Let's make it clear to my mother while she's here!"

Jiang Wanhe felt dizzy with ringing in his ears, and his left foot hurt so much that he wanted to use his left leg to kick everyone out of Ruixing Pavilion.

but she can't
"I understand what my mother means, but my husband doesn't?"

Jiang Wanhe's eyes turned red and he glared at Gong He'an angrily, "You don't want to take that woman away and leave me in the house, do you?"

"Husband, how could you do this to me? My days in this house are like years without you. How can I live without you!"

When Jiang Wanhe said this, his stomach acid surged and he felt like vomiting.

Jiang Wanhe knew very well that Gong He'an was rebellious. The more he angered him in front of others, the more he went into trouble and couldn't pull him back.

"You're still pretending! How long has it been!" Gong He frowned, his chest heaved up and down, and he almost cursed.

The tears on Jiang Wanhe's face came as soon as he could, making people look like he had been greatly wronged. Just now he looked indifferent, but now he felt like he was about to die the moment he left her.

He could no longer understand the moody woman in front of him!
She lied to him again!

The last time Jiang Wanhe forced him like this in front of others, he still remembers it fresh! (End of chapter)