The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 591 - 558: Let’s Divorce

The sudden commotion abruptly stopped the conversation between the two in the study.

Tang Yuan looked at Mrs. Qiao with shock in his eyes, and momentarily, his gaze involuntarily shifted to Xu Jia. It took a while before he spoke haltingly, "When...when did you arrive?"

Mrs. Qiao was furious, pointing at him, "You disgrace!"

Suddenly realizing he was still holding Jiang Qingyu’s hand, Tang Yuan quickly let go, feeling guilty and short of breath, and dazed for a moment, "Mother, let me explain."

His voice slightly lacked confidence.

Mrs. Qiao glared at him harshly, "Get out of my sight!"

After shouting, her cold and sharp gaze turned to Jiang Qingyu, "You, explain!"

At this moment, Mrs. Qiao’s authority as the matriarch was fully apparent.

However, Jiang Qingyu remained unmoved. She continued to sit in front of Tang Yuan’s writing desk, poured herself a cup of tea, and appeared calm and leisurely. After drinking more than half a cup, she nonchalantly said, "As you see, I have nothing to explain."

"You!" Mrs. Qiao was furious, her face turning green.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Xu Jia behind Mrs. Qiao with interest, a smile on her lips, "Did you invite the madam? Truly cunning, good tactics."

Xu Jia neither affirmed nor denied, her face indifferent.

"Since everyone is here, why not clear things up at once." Jiang Qingyu finally fixed her gaze on Tang Yuan, "I left the Tang Mansion for the villa before Yongyong’s first birthday. You’ve occupied my body for years, how will this account be settled? Are you going to give me a title and bring me into the door, or plan to drown me like a stray?"

Committing such shameless acts yet being so arrogant?

Mrs. Qiao wanted nothing more than to tear her apart, "Wretched woman!"

Jiang Qingyu smiled indifferently, "If I’m a wretched woman, your son is even worse than me."

Mrs. Qiao almost lost her breath.

Remembering Xu Jia was still in the room, Mrs. Qiao quickly turned to her, instructing her to take Tang Yong out first.

Then Xu Jia walked to the table, softly comforting Yongyong, who was curled up.

Tang Yong didn’t like this second aunt, but compared to his mother, he’d rather follow the second aunt.

After a couple of sobs, Tang Yong crawled out.

Xu Jia pulled him up from the ground, carefully dusting off his clothes, then holding his little hand, she left the study.

From start to finish, Xu Jia didn’t say a word, nor did she even spare Tang Yuan a glance.

Tang Yuan’s brow was furrowed with irritation. He was clearly still angry about last night’s fire, but since this woman came in, she ignored him, making him feel especially uncomfortable.

With Xu Jia taking Tang Yong and Mo Xiang away, the study was left with only Mrs. Qiao, Tang Yuan, and Jiang Qingyu.

Afraid she might faint from anger, Mrs. Qiao found a seat to steady herself, her anger unrelenting, especially the gaze that landed on Jiang Qingyu’s face, as if it could practically become a knife to cut her to pieces.

After a long time, Mrs. Qiao finally found her voice, "Yuan, what on earth is going on?"

Tang Yuan was about to speak, but Jiang Qingyu interrupted him first, "Second Master, you’d better think it through before you speak. Since I dared to come back, dared to admit it in front of your birth mother and new wife, then I must have a fallback. If you lie, or I don’t get what I want, there are plenty who will spread the news of our relationship. If I recall correctly, there are many new Advanced Scholars who entered Hanlin Academy the same year as you, right? The political arena is like a man’s harem, where they’re fighting tooth and nail for a position. If they learned you engaged in scandalous acts with your own sister-in-law, I’m afraid..."

"Enough!" Tang Yuan’s handsome face turned deadly pale, his voice almost pleading.

Mrs. Qiao laughed in extreme anger, "Ignorant wretch, how audacious. Do you think the Tang Family is a place where your few absurd words can cause havoc?"

Jiang Qingyu was fearless, "If madam is not afraid, we shall see. I’m an orphan with no family, even my man is dead. If you want to take on the whole Tang Family to bet against me, it would be my honor."

"Jiang Qingyu!" Mrs. Qiao’s face suddenly changed, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It seems my intentions are not clear enough." Jiang Qingyu smiled, looking at Tang Yuan, "Second Master, why don’t you say what I want to do, or, how you intend to handle it?"

"Sister-in-law, stop this madness!" Tang Yuan did not expect Jiang Qingyu to become desperate, especially in front of his birth mother, effectively stripping away his last dignity as a man.

Tang Yuan’s mind was a complete mess at this moment, the only thing clear was the indifferent and cold face of Xu Jia before she left.

In such a critical moment, he was thinking about his new wife’s reaction!

This realization made Tang Yuan feel utterly incredulous.

Mrs. Qiao couldn’t remain as calm as her son.

One must know that the Tang Family is a lineage, not just an individual. Tang Yuan, as the future Family Head of the Tang Family, has just stepped into officialdom and cannot afford any blemishes; otherwise, his future would be ruined.

Quickly calming herself with a touch to her chest, Mrs. Qiao said, "Since there are conditions, don’t beat around the bush. Just say it directly. What exactly do you want?"

Jiang Qingyu did not speak, she just stared at Tang Yuan, her beautiful eyes filled with unmasked resentment.

Tang Yuan felt a chill down his spine from her gaze. After a moment of silence, he said to Mrs. Qiao, "Mother, let her enter the family."

Mrs. Qiao was so furious she nearly fell over. "Are you crazy, Second Son?"

"This is what I owe her."

Mrs. Qiao clenched her handkerchief tightly. "By letting her enter the family, are you planning to divorce Xu Family?"

Tang Yuan turned his head slightly. Seeing Jiang Qingyu still silently watching him, he said slowly, "Xu Family will remain the legal wife. I will have Qingyu fake her death, assume a new identity, enter the family, and then promote her to equal wife."

Mrs. Qiao’s chest surged with anger, "The Tang Family is a scholarly family with a hundred years of heritage. As the future Family Head, you’re adopting the practices of merchants by promoting an equal wife. How do you expect the Tang Family’s ancestors to save face?"

Tang Yuan pressed his lips together, "I have no other choice."

Even though Jiang Qingyu’s actions today were somewhat extreme, they had been together for many years. Some feelings couldn’t be easily severed by an outsider’s interference.

In retrospect, it was his foolishness that led to this transgression, challenging his sister-in-law. He owed her and couldn’t escape the responsibility.

Mrs. Qiao’s face turned blue, unable to speak. Her heart burned with hatred, a desire to tear Jiang Qingyu apart.

But she couldn’t. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The treacherous woman was sweet-faced but malicious at heart, leaving backup plans long ago. Any substantial punishment against her might destroy the Tang Family’s reputation in an instant.

Mrs. Qiao’s heart ached as if being cut by a knife. She never imagined that her youngest son, raised in poetry and propriety, would commit such a transgression.

If the elder learned of this...

Mrs. Qiao dared not think of the consequences. When she stood up, she lost her balance, closed her eyes, and fainted.

...

The old doctor arrived tardily, first diagnosing Mrs. Qiao and prescribing medication, then coming to Zilan Courtyard to diagnose Tang Yong.

He later confirmed that Tang Yong was indeed poisoned mute by someone.

Already suspecting Jiang Qingyu, Xu Jia was not surprised at all. She just sat silently on the kang, waiting.

She was waiting for Tang Yuan to reveal his cards.

The fact that Mrs. Qiao fainted from anger suggested that Tang Yuan agreed to let Jiang Qingyu assume a new identity and enter the second wife position.

Little Tang Yong had taken off his boots and sat obediently by her side, covered with a blanket.

After bringing him out of the study, Xu Jia asked him some questions, only requiring him to nod or shake his head. Tang Yong was possibly truly frightened by his biological mother, making him particularly reliant on Xu Jia, answering whatever was asked.

It was from Tang Yong’s responses that Xu Jia discovered some things, precisely confirming her previous suspicions.

Jiang Qingyu muting her own son wasn’t just an act of self-harm but also to silence him.

When Tang Yuan arrived, he was slightly surprised to see Tang Yong and Xu Jia getting along so harmoniously. But only for a moment; he then restrained all emotions, stood at the front of the kang, and said to Xu Jia, "In half a month, Qingyu will assume a new identity and enter as the second wife. I have already agreed to promote her to equal wife, but rest assured, Madame Second, the main authority over household affairs will still belong to you, and no one can shake your position as the legal wife."

"Is this your pity for me or the final dignity?" Xu Jia sneered, "This blessing of enjoying two women, even I, a woman, envy you."

Tang Yuan lowered his eyes, "I really had no choice."

From the moment his mother kicked open the study door until now, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned blue, but he had no way back. He could only comply with Jiang Qingyu’s wish and let her enter the family.

"Tang Yuan, let’s separate," Xu Jia calmly said, "Even ordinary families wait three years after the new wife’s entrance before taking a concubine if she’s childless. I haven’t even been part of the family for a month, and you’re marrying your sister-in-law after she changed her identity. You lower yourself to the level of merchants promoting equal wives. Unlike you, I refuse to be humiliated. The best solution is for us to separate. I will give her the position, and from then on, we will walk our separate paths, never crossing again."

Having said that, she took a separation letter from her sleeve and placed it on the kang table.

Upon seeing that she had already prepared a separation letter, Tang Yuan’s eyes immediately turned red. He stepped forward briskly and tore it into pieces, "Either I divorce my wife, or you voluntarily leave the family. Don’t even think about separation!"