Lin He laughed at Wen Ningxuan's words and said, "What other women? Those are all your relatives. Besides, my mother-in-law isn't afraid of them. If you hadn't come back today, I wouldn't have let them impose the family law on me. I have Ziqing with me; I was prepared long ago." "Oh?

Prepared? It seems I missed quite a show today. I should have arrived later to see how my wife would handle them. Come on, tell me about it—what preparations did you make?" Wen Ningxuan's tone was full of teasing. "Well, actually, I was planning to force that little maid beside Qing Mo to tell the truth.

That little maid is young, and I scared her a bit. They probably didn't have time to coordinate their stories in such a short period. If I had asked a few more times, the little maid would surely have told the truth. Even if she didn't, she would have slipped up under cross-examination. You know, if someone is lying, asking them the same thing repeatedly will eventually cause inconsistencies.

This holds true for most people, and I was confident that the little maid wouldn't be able to hold up under pressure in the end," Lin He said with a hint of pride. This wasn't just something Lin He made up; it was true. In her previous life, Lin He knew a friend who was a police officer. She had heard them say that when they interrogated suspects without evidence, they used this exact tactic: making them recount the story over and over. If the person was lying, the fabricated tale would eventually contain errors, allowing the officers to find the loopholes.

Lin He had originally intended to use this method today if all else failed. Wen Ningxuan considered Lin He’s theory, then chuckled softly. "Yes, that's quite true. It seems my wife indeed knows quite a bit. Did you read this in a book?" "No, I figured it out myself.

I tested it at home," Lin He replied, her eyes darting around. She wasn't sure if books of this era covered such things, and if Wen Ningxuan asked which book she read, she wouldn't have a plausible answer. So, she opted to claim she devised it herself, leaving him no ground to probe further. Fortunately, Wen Ningxuan didn't press the matter. He just nodded, then his expression turned serious.

"He'er, if something like this happens in the future, don't waste time arguing logic with them; those women won't listen. If they threaten to use any family law, just return to your courtyard. Ling Xiao will be back in a couple of days. When I'm away, I'll have him guard your courtyard. Wait until I return to discuss anything else." Hmm, that doesn't seem quite right.

Wouldn't that be disregarding the Wen family's rules? What would people think of her, the new daughter-in-law? Moreover, she couldn't rely on him for every situation, especially if he had to travel far. But, for now, she'd just agree with him. Lin He hesitated for a moment before nodding to Wen Ningxuan.

Wen Ningxuan noticed her hesitation and smiled helplessly, gently pinching her chin. "Don't just agree with your mouth while dismissing it in your heart. Do you even know what the Wen family law entails?" "Family law? I saw it today. Someone brought out rattan canes; I suppose they use those for caning," Lin He pouted.

"Yes, they use rattan canes. But those canes are soaked in salt water. A strike leaves a mark that takes a long time to fade. If it hits the face, it could ruin your face entirely," Wen Ningxuan exaggerated slightly on purpose. Lin He looked at Wen Ningxuan, half-believing and half-skeptical.

Was this man trying to trick her? But it was just family law; did it have to be so vicious? Ruining one's face? However, the earnest way he said it suggested it might be true. Thankfully, she avoided the punishment today.

If it had hit her face, even if it wasn't as severe as he described, there would certainly be a mark, meaning she wouldn't be able to face anyone for days. Thinking of this, Lin He shuddered and touched her own face. Wen Ningxuan saw her gesture and chuckled softly. "Scared now? If you’re scared, then do as I say.

Nothing is more important to me than you. If they really try to strike you, I'll take the blow when I return." Lin He's heart flooded with emotion. Who said this man was inarticulate? This simple statement was far more moving than any flowery declaration of love. Lin He nodded very seriously to Wen Ningxuan.

Even if she wasn't afraid, she would follow his instructions just to set his mind at ease. Only then did Wen Ningxuan completely relax, a smile spreading across his face. Lin He suddenly remembered something else. "That's not right. If you hadn't seen Ziyu today, how could you have been so certain about those matters in the main hall?

It was as if you had been watching the whole time?" Wen Ningxuan let out a low chuckle, his face laced with mockery. "Who is Qing Mo? Don't I know her? If you had pushed her into the lotus pond today, and she got out, even if she did nothing else, she would have found someone to push you in. She has always been the type to repay every slight since childhood.

If someone did one measure to her, she would repay it tenfold. Furthermore, I know my wife would never push her in. I could deduce the situation with just a little thought." "You misunderstand me too much. If she truly enraged me, I might very well have pushed her in. Besides, the pond is shallow; it wouldn't drown anyone," Lin He joked deliberately.

"Mhm, pushing her in wouldn't be a big deal; she deserves a lesson," Wen Ningxuan agreed nonchalantly. As the two were chatting and laughing, Ziyu came to knock on the door, inviting them to dinner. Lin He quickly got off Wen Ningxuan, opened the door, and Ziyu stood respectfully outside, not daring to even raise her head. Seeing Ziyu's demeanor, Lin He shot Wen Ningxuan a glare. Look at how terrified he made her own maid.

She used to be such a lively and cheerful girl; now she didn't even dare to look up. Wen Ningxuan only glanced at Ziyu, said nothing, and went to the dining hall with Lin He to eat. Ziyu followed listlessly behind. She felt truly unlucky, always the one caught in these situations. That single glance from the Second Young Master—surely he wasn't blaming her again for interrupting him and the Young Mistress?

Wouldn't he punish her again? He hadn't even punished her from the last incident. What bitter fate. In the blink of an eye, Lin He had been at the Wen Manor for nearly a month. In truth, life at the Wen Manor wasn't as terrifying as she had initially imagined.

Although it was a large family, its rules weren't as strict as those in bureaucratic households. Aside from the tea ceremony day when the family members informed her of some rules, no one specifically dictated what protocols she must follow. At least during the time she had been there, she enjoyed considerable freedom within her own courtyard.

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