The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Hmph, you think I haven’t gone to the yamen?" Heir Tong was visibly displeased. "The people there said the evidence of my mother’s wrongdoing is irrefutable. If we want to get her out, unless Prince An’s Mansion changes its stance."

"So the heir is here to ask our Prince An’s Mansion to change its stance?"

Ye Zi’an thought to himself, when asking for a favor, shouldn’t one at least have an attitude of asking for help? With that demeanor of making demands and still thinking they’re doing you a favor, who would be willing?

"Hmph!" Heir Tong flicked his sleeve and snorted.

"If that’s the case, the heir might as well leave," Ye Zi’an continued. "Yesterday, I sent someone to the Tong Residence, once when she verbally insulted my wife, and once when she tried to harm Prince An. But the Tong Residence declared indifference, in front of everyone, as a father, I must seek justice for my son. Since you all don’t care, I had no choice but to ask the authorities to step in."

"And now the heir comes asking me to change the stance, isn’t it asking the impossible? I cannot do it." Ye Zi’an shook his sleeve, "Heir Tong acts for his mother, I act for my child."

"You’re really not going?" Heir Tong’s face darkened upon hearing this. It wasn’t that he didn’t come out yesterday; his father at home held a whip and wouldn’t let him out. What could he do?

"Naturally not going!"

"Fine, very well, we’ll see about that."

Heir Tong left angrily. Though he had quite a temper and an ego, he was more agreeable than his mother, at least he didn’t start off by hurling insults.

"Heir Tong left?" Ye Zi’an sat down again and took a few sips of tea. Yang Chuxia came over.

"Left."

"What did he come for?" Yang Chuxia had some doubts about this.

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"What else could he come for?" Ye Zi’an shook his head. "Fantastically hoping I’d change my statement at the yamen, saying Madam Tong did not harm Lele, and wanted me to get his mother out."

"..." Yang Chuxia asked again, "And? Did you agree?"

"Of course not." Ye Zi’an pulled her close, pinched her nose, and said, "Would your husband act foolish in such a time? How could I let the criminal who harmed our son walk free?"

"That’s good!" Yang Chuxia chuckled lightly.

Ye Zi’an snorted dissatisfied, "Look at you, it’s as if you doubted I’d refuse."

"Haha, nowhere, nowhere!" In fact, Yang Chuxia had guessed a little about why Heir Tong came, and she was somewhat worried Ye Zi’an might agree to Heir Tong’s request due to Baili Yan’s influence, so she came to the front courtyard to see.

"Psh, keep pretending." Ye Zi’an pinched the soft flesh at her waist and muttered, "I know you too well. If you really believed, would you have come to the front courtyard?"

"Haha," Yang Chuxia laughed awkwardly.

Seeing her laugh, Ye Zi’an’s face darkened. He raised his hand and smacked her bottom, "Dare to distrust me, looking for a beating!"

Startled by his smack, Yang Chuxia hurriedly looked around, checking the surroundings and the door.

"Hey, watch the influence," Yang Chuxia glared at him, "It’s broad daylight, put away your wolf claws."

"Alright, I’ll put away my wolf claws." Ye Zi’an smiled, released her, and straightened his clothes. Then he said, "The lady is right, wolves only appear at night, and naturally, their claws should only be revealed at night."

Finishing, he leaned close to Yang Chuxia’s ear and whispered, "Lady, in the night, can this wolf touch as he pleases?"