TFWYH – Chapter 303 Ziqing Curses

“Oh?” Yu Ziqing snapped his fan shut, his face turning cold. “So what Lord Wei means is that being one rank higher as an official lets you crush people to death, huh? Fine! I’ll send a message by carrier pigeon right now to inform the Second Prince, and let His Highness see for himself exactly what kind of person Lord Wei is!”

Yu Ziqing was truly furious—extremely furious.

Tang Wan had been locked up for so long that his Hongyan Workshop had already run out of goods!

Did this surnamed Wei have any idea how much silver he was losing every single day?

Anyone who got in the way of him making money was an enemy—no exceptions!

Wei Gao’s eyelid twitched violently, and he immediately softened his tone. “Oh my, Young Master Yu, this really isn’t my fault. It was Tang Wan who knowingly broke the law—smuggling—”

“Cut the crap, Wei!” Yu Ziqing interrupted angrily. “Tang Wan has business dealings with me. Whether her money is clean or not, I know far better than you do. If you don’t release her right now, don’t blame me for not giving you any face!”

Ignoring Wei Gao’s livid expression, Yu Ziqing continued cursing, “Bah! You still dare talk to me about status? Take a good look at what kind of trash you are. You think you married some golden phoenix? She’s nothing but the daughter of a fallen family who couldn’t get married otherwise. Don’t believe me? Bring that wife of yours out here and let her talk to me—see whether I won’t tear her apart with my mouth!”

Wei Gao was shaking with rage, yet couldn’t utter a single word in rebuttal.

This was just like the difference in prestige. The Marquis of Yong’an was indeed a marquis, but his standing was far inferior to that of the Marquis of Wenxuan.

The Marquis of Wenxuan was in his prime, serving as Minister of Works, with three sons and five daughters—every one of them outstanding.

The Marquis of Yong’an, on the other hand, was old, held no official post, only an empty title, and had just two daughters. His family had long since declined.

Otherwise, a man of humble origins like Wei Gao could never have married into that family.

Knowing it himself was one thing; having it thrown in his face and cursed at was another entirely.

And the worst part was—he didn’t dare truly offend Yu Ziqing.

Wei Gao took a deep breath and forced his anger down. “I’ll release her immediately.”

“Let’s go—together!” Yu Ziqing didn’t trust him one bit. This bastard was rotten to the core.

With a darkened face, Wei Gao led Yu Ziqing outside. After only a few steps, they saw Wei Ziyan storming toward them in a rage.

When Wei Ziyan saw Yu Ziqing, her expression changed. She forced out a smile and curtsied. “Young Master Yu—”

“Get lost! You shameless thing who covets another woman’s husband. Don’t talk to me—I find you filthy!” Yu Ziqing cursed directly, not sparing her a single glance as he walked past her.

Wei Gao shot Wei Ziyan a furious glare and hurried after him.

Wei Ziyan’s face turned deathly pale, her body swaying as if she might collapse.

In the end, she couldn’t hold it in anymore—she spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

Wei Gao led Yu Ziqing to the prison and ordered the guard to open the cell door.

Seeing that Tang Wan was unharmed, Yu Ziqing finally let out a heavy sigh of relief. He hurried inside and pulled her up. “Let’s go—go back!”

Tang Wan frowned and pulled her hand free. “Why should I go back?”

“If you don’t go back, are you planning to celebrate the New Year here?” Yu Ziqing snapped. “Hurry up, hurry up— you stink to high heaven!”

Wei Gao also spoke solemnly at this moment. “Tang Wan, I’ve already investigated the matter. It has nothing to do with you. You may leave.”

“Oh.” Tang Wan glanced at him indifferently, then sat back down. “No need. I think it’s quite nice here.”

Wei Gao: ???

“…?” Yu Ziqing looked at her as if she’d lost her mind. “What are you doing? You can leave, so why aren’t you leaving?”

Tang Wan shook her head. “No need.”

“I can’t swallow this humiliation.”