"Mother..."
Xue Wanrou covered her cheek, tears streaming down her face as she cried out in grievance. She had never expected the day to end like this. In truth, she hadn't anticipated that Si Mengli would frame Si Mengchu. Now, looking back, she didn't actually feel that Si Mengli had done anything wrong; she merely felt that, being a child, she hadn't been thorough enough in her first attempt at such a scheme. If she had known sooner, she would have taught Si Mengli to coordinate the servants' testimonies beforehand, and Si Mengchu would never have been able to clear her name today.
"Don't call me that! You fool, you do more harm than good! Ever since Yunhui took your moronic advice and staged his fake death, nothing has gone right for us!" Old Madame Si glared at her with fury.
Reflecting on the recent days, she realized that all their misfortunes had begun the moment Si Yunhui decided to fake his death and take Xue Wanrou away. Before that, Meng Yihuan had been nothing but filial. Even though the Earl's Mansion had fallen into decline, she had still lived a life of luxury and excess thanks to her. But now? Not only did Meng Yihuan stop subsidizing the mansion with her dowry, but she had also swindled quite a bit of silver from her on several occasions. The fortune she had once extracted from Meng Yihuan was nearly exhausted. Having grown accustomed to haughtily receiving gifts that Meng Yihuan offered, she couldn't bring herself to lower her pride and ask for more.
Chapter 71