Zhou Yunshen thought his wife was as adorable as she was cutting.
To climb into bed with trash like Qin Wanru-wasn't that just picking up something someone else had thrown away?
Chen Hao and Qin Wanru were both scared witless.
Chen Hao, especially, wanted nothing more than to rush over and strangle Qin Wanru.
Keeping the gold lock was one thing, but why had she kept that letter too? Had she been hoping for a chance to blackmail him?
That damned woman! She had doomed him!
Chen Hao dropped to his knees with a thud and kowtowed furiously until his forehead split open.
With tears and snot streaming down his face, he wailed, "Madam, this has nothing to do with me! It was all that bitch Qin Wanru's scheme! I only helped her because I lost my mind for a moment. Please show mercy, madam! Spare me!"
"Madam, I've brought the items."
When the Steward heard her inner thoughts, he had already sent someone galloping to the Brothel to fetch the indenture records and the other gold lock.
He had also obtained the Brothel Madam's testimony.
The Steward said respectfully, "That prostitute died under suspicious circumstances back then. Although she had no surviving relatives, she had two close friends. One bought her freedom and moved away, while the other became the current Brothel Madam."
"I sent someone to explain what had happened. She was very eager to help and immediately wrote down everything she had seen and heard back then in a letter, which she sent to you, madam. She hopes you can obtain justice for her friend."
Jiang Mother took the letter, read it, and told the Steward to pass it around.
Zhou Yunshen snorted. "Lord Jiang's trusted subordinate certainly has impressive methods. He tricked a prostitute into bearing