The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Upon reaching this point, she signaled Yang Xiaochuan and Ms. Luo with her eyes, instructing them to leave first.

Originally, Yang Xiaochuan was unwilling to do so but was dragged out by Ms. Luo.

Once Yang Chuxia saw that only Ms. Hong, Procuress Bai, Tieshu, and others remained in the room, she continued to speak.

"Procuress Bai, do you think that nobody knows about the things you’ve done? Did you think I wouldn’t investigate Ms. Hong?"

"What do you mean by that, Madam Ye? Are you saying you won’t pay the five hundred taels of silver?" Hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, Procuress Bai’s heart skipped a beat, uncertain what she knew.

"Of course, I have no intention of paying, and what’s more, I’m thinking of accusing you of forging multiple indentures to extort money. How many families have you approached with those contracts? Hmm, did you think I was unaware? Threatening and tempting people into ruin and death?"

Yang Chuxia’s voice was light and airy, yet it chilled Procuress Bai to the bone.

"Show the guests out!"

Before Procuress Bai could say anything, Tieshu and the others stepped forward to escort the visitors out, while Procuress Bai cast a profound look at Yang Chuxia before leaving.

It was then that Yang Chuxia turned to Ms. Hong, "Listen, Ms. Hong!"

Ms. Hong was startled.

Confronted with Yang Chuxia’s piercing gaze, she felt a chill running down her spine.

"From now on, whatever the people from Fancy Red Pavilion bring to you, whatever they ask of you, inform me immediately, or else..."

"Yes, yes, I understand," Ms. Hong replied.

Ms. Hong was no fool; she naturally knew that the matter was far from simple. Even if not for her own sake, she had to consider the child she was carrying.

After leaving the old residence, Yang Chuxia went over to the Yang Family’s side, had a few words with Yang Dachuan, then returned home.

Upon entering the study, she immediately wrote and sent out several letters: one to Brother An, one to someone in Capital City, and another to Mu’s Clinic.

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Fancy Red Pavilion

Procuress Bai stood trembling, staring intently behind the curtain, holding her breath.

Meanwhile, behind the curtain, various moans and groans filled the air, sounding exceedingly sensual.

One moment a woman urged for more speed, the next a man cursed, followed by heavy panting and passionate cries. Their uninhibited lovemaking would have made any listener blush.

However, at this moment, Procuress Bai dared not let her emotions ripple, for the situation was far from simple.

After a quarter of an hour, the couple behind the curtain finally finished their business.

Just as the woman asked when the man would visit her again, mid-sentence, the hanging curtain was suddenly soaked in blood.

"Greedy wretch!" a somewhat deep male voice said.

As the man emerged from behind the curtain, Procruress Bai saw a gaping hole in the woman’s chest and felt a chill in her heart. She knew this was a woman whose heart had been carved out.

Though she had seen this more than once, she couldn’t help trembling.

"Did you use the old method to seek out Ms. Hong?" the man’s voice arose again, casual and indifferent. Who else could be wiping bloody hands, smiling slightly, and asking questions all at once?

"Yes, master!"

"You fool!" The man’s face changed in an instant from a smile to anger, unpredictable in his rage.

"Master, please spare my life!"

Procuress Bai reflexively knelt on the ground.

"Spare your life? Do you even have the face to ask for mercy?" The man rose from the recliner, quickly approached Procuress Bai, and gripped her throat, "I’ve told you before, that girl from the Yang Family is extremely clever, not to be lightly provoked. If Ms. Hong is unwilling, just take care of her and we will replace her. Yet you, idiot, dared to use the same old method to pressure Ms. Hong?"