Farmer's wife: My husband came back and the house was in chaos

Chapter 602: Demoted? Shen Haobo is back

"No, no! Don't be angry, take care of yourself." Zheng Cheng helped her sit down with a smile, then went into the house to get something under the pretext of going to the place where the divorce letter was placed.

He opened the box and found it was empty. There was nothing inside. Hey, where did the thing go? I clearly put it here. Could it be that Fangyi found it? But looking at her, it doesn't seem like that! He looked up and down.

"What are you looking for? Is this it?"

Cao Fangyi's voice sounded behind him, and she was seen walking around with the divorce letter in her hand.

"You know it all?"

"I didn't sleep at all that day, and I saw you put the divorce letter in with my own eyes." When Zheng Cheng left, she pretended to be asleep. She knew everything he had done, and she knew that Duke Chen had been very kind to her, so she could only pretend not to know and let him go.

"Then why didn't you stop me?"

"What's the point of me stopping you? If you don't finish your work, you won't be happy if you stay. I don't know who it is, sitting in the yard in a daze in the middle of the night, not sleeping all night, and even losing weight."

"Thank you, Fangyi." Zheng Cheng gently held her in his arms.

"Why thank me? I've thought it through. If anything happens to you, I'll sign my name on it and sever ties with you." After Zheng Cheng left, she was extremely worried, afraid that something might happen to him. She sent people out to gather information over the past two days. After hearing that old Duke Chen was fine, she finally felt relieved and waited for him to come back at home. She looked calm on the surface, but she was actually panicking inside. She wanted to slap him twice, but she held back.

"Hehe, there's no chance." Zheng Cheng snatched the divorce letter from her hand and tore it up...

Shen Wenting's side.

Ever since Prince Hong left, his reputation has plummeted. Many people have been trying to trip him up in secret, and even the emperor has been suppressing him intentionally or unintentionally. He now feels extremely helpless every day and encounters obstacles everywhere.

Sure enough, not long after, he lost his position as Shangshu again because there were problems with the imperial mausoleum that he had been responsible for repairing. The officials put the blame on him, and he was demoted from the position of Shangshu to a minor official.

Every day when he came home, he would lose his temper at Yan Huan, but Yan Huan would not tolerate him and would quarrel with him directly, then leave and ignore her. She regretted now why she had fallen for such a man, who had no skills and a bad temper. His whole family depended on her parents' family for support. If it weren't for her, Yan Huan, the people in this mansion would have lived a worse life than ordinary people. So, she just gave up and didn't care about anything.

That day, she left home to go back to her parents' home, but on the way, she was covered by the mouth by a masked man.

"Help! Ugh..." Yan Huan wanted to shout for help.

"Don't shout!"

"Who are you?" She nodded.

"Huan'er, it's me, have you forgotten?" The man took off his mask.

"Shen Haobo, why is it you? You are not dead."

"Why, are you surprised that I'm not dead?" The man was Shen Haobo who had disappeared for many days.

"No, it's not." Yan Huan shrank back in fear: "What...what do you want to do?"

"What? Revenge, of course!" Shen Haobo looked at her sharply.

"Revenge? You...you want to find Shen Wenting?"

"Huan'er is really smart." Shen Haobo put his hand on her face and gave her a vicious smile.

"Then you...just go find him. I don't know anything. I haven't done anything to let you down."

"You are his wife. Only you can help me. Huan'er, don't you like me? As long as you help me get revenge, we can be together forever."

"I...what can I do?" Yan Huan felt that the man in front of him was no longer the same Shen Haobo. His eyes were full of murderous intent.

Shen Haobo let her go: "I want to enter the Shen Mansion. You are the lady of the mansion, so you naturally have a way, right?"

Under Yan Huan's arrangement, Shen Haobo entered the Shen Mansion as a subordinate. He planned to make Shen Wenting feel despair step by step and take back everything that belonged to him.

"Huan'er, this mansion is supported by your dowry and your parents' family, right? Tell me, if these are cut off, how long can the Shen mansion last?" Shen Haobo said while hugging Yan Huan.

"Master Haobo, let me go first." Yan Huan was a little scared. Shen Haobo was too bold. What if Shen Wenting came over suddenly?

"Let go. Didn't you like me doing this before?" Shen Haobo pushed her down on the bed and his hands began to wander restlessly.

"You..." Yan Huan blushed, resisting and enjoying it at the same time.

"Shen Wenting is such a useless guy. He can't even satisfy you with this. Huan'er, why are you still following him? Just follow me from now on. Haha!" Shen Haobo looked at the woman under him excitedly.

At this moment, Shen Wenting's voice came from outside the yard.

"Where's Madame?"

"Master, the lady is taking a rest in the room."

"Call her out. I need her for something."

"Yes, Master." The maid knocked on the door in a panic: "Madam, the Master is here."

"Okay, I'll come." Yan Huan hurriedly tried to get up and smoothed his clothes: "What should I do?"

"Why are you panicking?" Shen Haobo hugged her tighter nonchalantly, and then provocatively took off her clothes.

"Let me go, he'll come in later." Yan Huan wanted to push him away.

"Come in if you want!" Shen Haobo was reluctant to let her go.

"What are you doing in there! Why are you dilly-dallying and refusing to open the door?" Shen Wenting became impatient and kicked the door open regardless of the servants' attempts to stop him.

"Husband, why are you so anxious? I'm just too tired. I'm going to take a rest in the room. Look, I'm just about to get dressed." Yan Huan restrained her panicked look, yawned, and slowly got out of bed.

"Huan'er, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I have something important to discuss with you." Shen Wenting had something to ask of him, so he was naturally humble.

"Well, what's the matter, master?" She stood up and walked towards the yard.

"I have an appointment with Lord Wang to discuss something, and the funds I have on hand... are a bit tight. I would like to ask you, Madam, to borrow some to use to build connections. It won't be long before I can be reinstated." Shen Wenting said with a smile.

"Husband, how much do you want?" Yan Huan said with contempt in her heart. She knew that Shen Wenting would not do anything good to her except asking for money.

"Not much, just one thousand taels will be enough." Shen Wenting said with a smile.