Yang Ruohua stood with her arms crossed, smiling patiently as Yang Wenxuan finished complaining before she slowly opened her mouth.

“Uncle Wenxuan, I actually think this environment is quite suitable for someone like you.”

She smiled, her expression harmless.

Yang Wenxuan was taken aback, a little angry, but he suppressed his anger and looked at Yang Ruqing: "Ruqing, how can you speak like that? Who is the scum?"

Even if it were Yang Lao San here, he'd have to call me Big Brother. You, a junior, shouldn't be so disrespectful.

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Yang Ruqing pulled at the corner of her mouth: "I am a person who respects the elderly and loves the young, but you are not human, you are scum."

“A despicable person who will stop at nothing for money, to devour the property of others.”

Yang Ruqing said word by word, "You know what I'm talking about. People do things, and heaven watches. Look, here comes the retribution? Hahaha…"

Yang Ruqing's words made Yang Wenxuan, who was already guilty and ashamed, understand everything.

He also knew that Yang Ruoqing was mocking him.

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Yang Wenxuan forced a flattering smile onto his face and tried to explain, "Good niece, you misunderstood. You really misunderstood..."

“How could your Uncle Wenzhen be such a person?”

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"Look at our Yang family, we're large and prosperous. At the old master's birthday banquet last time, the guests who came were all either wealthy or noble."

"How could we possibly want to take over the property of your poor, rural relatives? It's not worth much at all!"

Yang Wenxuan desperately tried to explain himself.

Seeing that Yang Ruohong didn't refute, Yang Wenxuan continued to coax: "We are asking your uncle and several others to hand over their shares so as to facilitate the unified management of our family."

“Every country has its own laws, and every family has its own rules,”

"That money just sitting there in their hands is dead money, but in my hands, it can make more money, profit begets profit."

"When it comes to the year-end bonus, everyone will be well-fed and happy! Isn't that great?" he asked.

Yáng Ruòqíng raised her hand, casually swatting away a mosquito that had landed on her shoulder, then said to Yáng Wénxuān:

"Uncle Wenxuan, you're as noisy as a mosquito, buzzing non-stop,"

"You think I'm a three-year-old child, an ignorant country girl, who can be fooled by you so easily?" she asked with a smirk, her eyes filled with mockery and sarcasm.

Yang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, his face full of suspicion.

"You can't write two Yangs with one stroke. My father and I are from the same family. If I suffer, your entire Yang family will suffer too!"

The insincere smile on his face was gone, replaced by a cold sneer.

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"In this regard, Uncle Wenxuan, you're overthinking it," Yang Ruohong said.

“Since you’re in jail too, I won’t beat around the bush.” Yang Ruqing said.

"This past month, I've been running around day and night, collecting evidence against you. It's been exhausting."

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"At last, as the saying goes, where there's a will, there's a way. And here you are! Hahaha..."

Hearing Yang Ruqing's words, Yang Wenxuan was first disbelieving.

"How is that possible, you...you little..." He began to curse, his whole body trembling with anger.

A pair of hands reached out from the fence, attempting to grab Yang Ruqing and then tore her apart.

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As Yang Wenxuan took a step back, he grabbed an empty spot.

“Uncle Wuxian, seeing you like this now, I'm really so happy.”

"Come on, come get me! Hit me! I love seeing you want to hit me but can't!"

“Go crazy? Get angry?”

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“Hahaha, it's your business to be greedy. You dare to set your sights on our old Yang family, and on my head, Yang Ruoqing?”

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“That's because you're looking for discomfort, you think life is too comfortable, you think your life is too long!”

Yang Ruqing finished speaking in one breath, looking at Yang Wenxuan's desperate appearance, she felt really good.

Yang Wenxuan was dumbfounded, so angry that his whole body trembled. But at the same time, he began to feel afraid.

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Yang Ruqing was playing with her fingernails, nonchalantly saying, "What do you think?"

“You…” Yang Wenxuan’s eyes bulged with rage.

Yang Ruqing said, "Now that I'm telling you what I want, you'll probably still argue with me."

“I hate arguing with people the most.”

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"Let you stay in here for a few days and reflect properly. I'll come talk to you again later."

After saying that, Yang Ruohuang no longer wasted words with Yang Wenxuan. She turned around and left without looking back.

As they reached the exit, the warden personally escorted them out.

Yang Ruqing came to visit him with the county magistrate's token, and she was so generous and straightforward. The jailer guessed that Yang Ruqing must be a noble person and dared not neglect her at all.

If Yang Ruqing hadn't stopped him, the jail warden was going to personally accompany her to visit the prisoner.

Just then, Yang Ruqing came out. The jailer quickly put down his wine cup and personally sent Yang Ruqing out of the prison.

"Jailor, the new arrival, Mr. Yang Wenxuan, has shown great kindness to my family in the past,"

After standing still, Yang Ruqing said to the prison warden.

The warden, busy with a smile, said: "Don't worry, miss. As long as Master Yang Wenxuan is here for a day, I will do my best to take care of him..."

The warden's job is to guard every prisoner brought here and investigate their crimes. That's the county magistrate's business.

So hearing Yang Ruqing's words, he habitually thought that Yang Ruqing was protecting Yang Wenxuan, so he quickly expressed his stance.

Yang Ruqing raised her hand and added, “The favor from Mr. Yang Wenxuan was immense. It almost caused my family to lose everything and face ruin.”

“So now he’s in jail, I certainly have to return the favor.” she said.

Hearing this, the warden looked a little embarrassed.

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Maybe I misunderstood?

Yang Ruqing glanced towards the entrance of the prison cell and then said to the jailer, "My Uncle Wenxuan loves a lively atmosphere and is most afraid of being alone."

If he gets too lonely, he might do something drastic, even like hitting his head against the wall.

“So, I was wondering if you could do me a favor, Warden. Could you send some more cellmates to my Uncle Wenxuan to keep him company? What do you say?”

At that moment, Yang Ruqing took out a silver ingot and handed it over.

The warden glanced at the silver coin, his heart skipped a beat.

But he didn't readily agree. He was struggling, hesitating, even weighing his options.

Why?

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Although this is a prison, he's the warden, it's his turf.

But, some things if they go too far, especially repeat offenses, if you don't keep a close watch and something goes wrong, you'll also be unable to escape the consequences.

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At this moment, Yang Ruqing's request is understandable to the prison warden.

It's just about finding a few prisoners, giving them some instructions, and letting them "take care" of Yang Wenxuan properly.

If something goes wrong...

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