mtl008 Chapter 147 I Hide Her Bellyband
Chapter 147 I Hide Her Bellyband
Old Madam Zhou heard what the people around her said.
For a moment, I really wanted Jiang Wanqing to be thrown into a pig cage.
But after thinking about his son's plan, he finally held back.
Finally, she wiped away the non-existent tears.
He sighed and said, "Wanqing, I know there must be some misunderstanding. I think we should go back home and talk about it."
Jiang Wanqing sneered when he heard this.
The old lady really had a good idea this week.
Now in front of so many people, those actions just now.
It is undoubtedly direct, saying that he had an affair with someone else.
If this is the case, go back home and talk behind closed doors.
You will have to bear this bad reputation for the rest of your life.
And in everyone's eyes, Mrs. Zhou's actions made her look like a good mother-in-law who wanted to make a big thing a small one?
Jiang Wanqing shook her head and turned to her mother-in-law: "Since there is a misunderstanding, let's resolve it here. It will also satisfy everyone's curiosity."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around sighed.
"It's already the truth, how can we clear up the misunderstanding?"
"Who knows, there might be a reversal!"
"Bah! What a twist! I think she is just waiting to buy time so that someone from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion can come to interfere. She just doesn't want to be thrown into the pig cage."
"Don't say anything, just put him in the pig cage!"
Jiang Wanqing ignored the sarcasm and ridicule from people outside.
Occasionally, some excited people wanted to rush up and cause trouble, but they were stopped by the people arranged by Mo Yu.
Jiang Wanqing looked at the man calmly and said seriously, "Since you said that you had an affair with the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang, do you have any evidence?"
The man raised his head.
There was a hint of pride on his face: "Since you are here to ask for my wife, I naturally come with my sincerity."
After saying that, the man took out a small piece of clothing from his sleeve.
It is a white bellyband embroidered with peony flowers.
The man grabbed the bellyband and showed it off in front of everyone.
He then looked at everyone and continued, "My wife and I have already secretly pledged our love. This bellyband is the token of love she gave me."
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the bellyband in the man's hand.
When he looked at Jiang Wanqing, he became even more contemptuous.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the bellyband has already been taken out, what else do you want to pretend?"
"I didn't know that the Marquise was so promiscuous."
"Think about it, a beautiful girl, who was married into the mansion for only three days, became a widow. How could an ordinary person bear it?"
"That shouldn't be an excuse for her to have an affair!"
The reactions of the people around her were within Mrs. Zhou's expectations.
Old Madam Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank, and her brows were filled with disgust.
He said sarcastically, "I originally wanted to save some face for you and let you go back home and talk about it. But now, they have even taken out your underwear. How can you save face? Jiang Wanqing! You are really amazing!"
Although I know that all this was done by Song Nansheng.
However, seeing Jiang Wanqing's clothes being held in the hands of others like this, Old Madam Zhou was still quite angry.
If Jiang Wanqing hadn't insisted on staying at the door to explain the misunderstanding.
It wouldn't have gotten to the point where it's out of control.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanqing turned a deaf ear to Madam Zhou's scolding.
Then he asked, "Are you sure that the person who gave it to you privately is the owner of this small piece of clothing?"
The man nodded: "Of course, this was handed to me by my wife herself!"
Madam Zhou frowned and looked at Jiang Wanqing with displeasure: "What else do you want to ask? Don't you think the incident is not serious enough?"
Jiang Wanqing turned around and looked at Old Madam Zhou.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's strange to say, summer is coming soon, I invited a master to make new clothes for me, and I counted the clothes the day before yesterday, and my small clothes are not missing."
When Mrs. Zhou heard this, her eyes flickered: "How do you know that your little clothes are not missing?"
Jiang Wanqing explained slowly, "Every piece of my clothing, from outerwear to a pair of socks, is recorded in the book, so it won't be lost. Besides..."
After a pause, Jiang Wanqing took another look at the bellyband in the man's hand.
Then he continued, "I looked at the small clothes in his hand, but I didn't have any impression of it. Besides, my small clothes have my name on them."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Zhou glanced at Jiang Wanqing suspiciously.
She was just about to reach out and take the small clothes from the man to take a look.
Unexpectedly, the man said directly: "Yes, there is indeed a name on this shirt."
When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she put her hand down.
He raised his head and glanced at Jiang Wanqing: "Do you have anything else to say?"
The next second, the man opened the clothes in his hand.
Xiaoyi's intention was to write down two words: "Nan Sheng".
The smile on Madam Zhou's lips suddenly froze.
Jiang Wanqing's deep pupils were shining faintly.
She smiled and replied, "Look, mother-in-law, the name on this shirt is not mine, it's Sister Nan Sheng!"
"shut up!"
Madam Zhou quickly scolded.
Afraid that Jiang Wanqing would ruin Song Nansheng's reputation.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the man.
He asked, "Didn't you say that you had an affair with the Marquise? Why are you accusing someone else now?"
When the man heard this, he was stunned.
After a while, he said, "When did I ever say that I had an affair with the Marquise?"
The people in the audience were stunned, and some could not see the current situation clearly.
It was said that the one who had the affair was Jiang Wanqing, so how come another 'Nan Sheng' showed up now?
Madam Zhou also replied, "Didn't you call her the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang before?"
The man frowned when he heard this.
After a while, he said, "The lady I'm talking about is the wife of the Marquis of Xingchang. That's right, she is my wife. Although I haven't officially married her, in my heart, she is my wife. I didn't say she was the Marquise."
After a pause, the man picked up the small clothes in his hand again.
He showed the two words on the small shirt to Old Madam Zhou.
He asked, "My wife only said that she was from the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion. But I don't know which courtyard of the Marquis of Xingchang's mansion she is from. Please be kind and release my wife from slavery. I will definitely make up the money to you in the future!"
The people in the audience suddenly lost some interest.
"I thought it was just some gossip, but it turns out it's all a misunderstanding!"
"It turns out she's not a marquise, but just a little maid."
"Look, I told you, how could a girl from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion be so bad?"
"I suddenly became curious about what that girl named Nan Sheng looked like that made this man obsessed with her so much!"
"Before getting married, she had an affair with a man and even gave him her own clothes. How can she be a good woman?"
"A woman like this can be dragged out and beaten to death!"
...
When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she closed her eyes.
How on earth does Song Nansheng do things?
Jiang Wanqing, who was standing by, quickly stepped forward and supported Madam Zhou.
With a hint of joy, she said, "Mother-in-law, you have always been worried that Sister Nan Sheng would not be able to get married. Now, it seems there is hope."