Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

Chapter 34 - 30 Snow Dyes Qingchen

Chapter 34: Chapter 30 Snow Dyes QingchenLeaving Zhao Wancang’s house, Jiang Shouzhong told Zhang Yunwu to go home first to comfort his wife, Wen Zhaodi.

He himself took the rather useless Jia, to inquire from Wen Ba.

Wen Ba was a coachman, living on Yuming Street.

Unlike those hired exclusively by high-ranking officials or wealthy merchants, he was in the profession of using his own carriage for transporting passengers and goods.

However, Wen Ba was not at home.

It was only after inquiring that they learned he had taken a long-distance job four days ago, delivering goods to Yuzhou Yucheng County.

Returning from this trip would take at least seven to eight days.

The clue was stalled once again.

But while questioning the neighbors, they inadvertently obtained another clue.

Wen Ba was also a gambler.

Although his relationship with Ge Dasheng was average, the two often frequented the Yunchu Gambling House.

An exhausted Lu Renjia, pulling Jiang Shouzhong, brought him to a tea stall to rest their feet.

Looking at the frowning Jiang Shouzhong, Lu Renjia cautiously asked, "Jiang, why do I feel like our direction of investigation is a bit off? You don’t really suspect..."

"Who?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked at him.

Lu Renjia muttered, "You know it in your heart, there’s no need to play dumb with me."

Jiang Shouzhong picked up the teacup and took a light sip, his tone melancholic,

"I didn’t let Zhang come along because I planned to open up to you. Of course, until the truth is crystal clear, everything is just speculation."

Lu Renjia’s expression turned extremely ugly.

Jiang Shouzhong sighed lightly, and said with a bitter smile, "Old Jia, even you suspect her, how could I not?"

Lu Renjia clenched his teeth and lowered his voice,

"Jia tells you, I don’t care about others’ idle talk, but if you, lad, slander my sister-in-law, don’t blame Jia for being merciless and disowning you!"

Lu Renjia ultimately did not want to think the worst.

He truly liked the sister-in-law.

This liking was not romantic, but simply happiness that Zhang had married a virtuous wife.

"Ha, disowning, do you even possess ’honor’?"

Jiang Shouzhong rolled his eyes.

Hearing this, the always honor-proclaiming Lu Renjia flared up, rolled up his sleeves in anger, and shouted, "How come I don’t have ’honor’? You have to make yourself clear! You must clarify!"

Jiang Shouzhong scoffed, "Let’s not talk about distant issues, just recent ones. On the sixth of last month, you said you’d treat me and Zhang to drinks. We did drink, but you left early and even then, I was the one who paid the bill.

On the fourteenth of last month, we went to catch a demon, but halfway you ran off to repair the thatched hut for Chun YuBuilding’s Qing Niang, and Zhang and I almost died from exhaustion.

This month, on the first, in order to back Qing Niang, you lied about catching a demon, which almost got us into trouble with an influential young master from the Capital, nearly killing us..."

Jiang Shouzhong counted off on his fingers, one by one,

"Also, the official funds provided by our superior, half of it was used by you to buy rouge and facial powder for Chun Yu Building’s Qing Niang, leaving Zhang and me no chance for better liquor..."

Lu Renjia’s face turned from black to blue to purple, and then flushed red.

Snap!

He slammed the tea table fiercely, startling the nearby tea stall owner who cursed under his breath while hurriedly coming forward with a smile, "Sir, is there something wrong with the tea?"

Jia flicked his sleeves and threw two battered copper coins on the table with a clatter, staring at Jiang Shouzhong grandiosely, "Today’s tea, I’ll treat!"

The tea stall owner carefully said, "Sir, the tea costs six coins in total."

"Six... six coins?"

Jia was stunned.

Jia continued to

Ran Qingchen gave a self-mocking smile, a hint of guilt quietly stirring in her heart.

Yang watched the peerlessly beautiful woman standing by the window, not hiding the adoration in his eyes, merely fantasizing about spending a lifetime with this beautiful woman.

Although he had heard that the Ran Family had already secretly betrothed Ran Qingchen,

married her to a mere lantern holder.

Whether true or not, he didn’t care.

As long as the other wasn’t a dazzling talent like Murong Nan, a mere street lantern holder did not matter to him.

Such a gem should not be obscured by the dust of the streets.

"It’s snowing,"

the woman murmured softly.

Yang finally deigned to cast his gaze out of the window.

Feather-like snow fluttered down.

Snow upon Qingchen.