Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 491 The Unfaithful and Unjust Son 2

"I made you laugh."

"What happened today is truly due to my poor discipline, which allowed my son to do such an absurd thing."

Her eyes were slightly red, and her voice choked with emotion: "When the Duke proposed to me, he did promise not to take a concubine."

"But I am not a jealous person. If the Duke explains these things to me, how could I not allow it?"

"Alas! The Duke always said he would only love me for the rest of his life, but I never expected..."

These words were a veiled criticism of Wei Jinyuan.

He wants to cultivate a persona of doting on his wife while simultaneously keeping a mistress; he truly wants to have it all.

Fortunately, the ladies present all envied the Duchess, thinking she was truly favored.

I never imagined that the inside was so terrible.

Qingmo wiped her eyes, forcing a smile, and said, "Today is my birthday, I shouldn't be saying such unpleasant things."

"However, since things have already come to this, why don't you just say so, Duke? If you say that this is your mistress, I will immediately take her into the manor."

"So that no one with ulterior motives will accuse me of being jealous."

She looked intently at Wei Jinyuan, her face full of gentle grace.

Wei Jinyuan remained silent.

If the original owner were to be labeled as jealous, then his keeping a mistress would be understandable.

But now.

If he admits it, then his good reputation, built up over many years, will be completely ruined.

But if he doesn't admit it, what will happen to Ruyan and her son?

Wei Jinyuan remained silent.

The hall was silent, and all eyes were on Wei Jinyuan.

Liu Ruyan, who had been silent until now, was getting anxious.

She knew Wei Jinyuan's hypocritical face better than anyone else; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept her outside for more than ten years.

Having stepped into the Duke's mansion, she had no reason to back down.

With two thuds, Liu Ruyan pulled her son down to kneel on the ground.

“I beg you, Madam, to make the decision. I am indeed a woman kept by the Duke outside the mansion. Please grant me a proper title.”

Liu Ruyan grabbed Wei Jin and started kowtowing repeatedly, looking completely pitiful, weak, and helpless.

Qingmo glanced at Liu Ruyan kneeling on the ground, a cold glint in her eyes, but her face showed a troubled expression: "This..."

She turned to look at Wei Jinyuan, her tone gentle yet each word piercing: "Lord Duke, look at this...you should say something!"

"If this is your mistress, I will immediately welcome her into the house. But if she is not, I will not allow anyone to tarnish your reputation."

"This mother and son will likely be handed over to the authorities for investigation..."

Wei Jinyuan's forehead was covered in a fine sweat. He never expected things to develop to this point.

At this stalemate.

Wei Ze suddenly rushed forward and pulled Liu Ruyan up: "Auntie, you don't need to kneel before her! Father, say something!"

Seeing this, Qingmo's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Ze'er, what are you doing? Don't you know how to repent?"

"Whether she is or not, it is only natural for her to kneel before me, a duchess."

"What, you actually think your mother isn't worthy of kneeling? I've never seen such a heartless person before."

"As the legitimate son of the Duke's mansion, how dare you speak to your stepmother like this, showing no respect for hierarchy? What kind of behavior is this!"

Qingmo's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and the entire hall fell silent.

She turned to Wei Jinyuan, her eyes filled with tears but her tone firm: "My lord, I am truly heartbroken by what happened today."

"If you don't speak up, I'll hand these two over to the authorities."

It's clear from their names that they are a son and mistress who have been raised outside the family for many years.

The names Wei Jinyuan and Wei Jin are enough to show how much he loved this son.

With many officials watching with anticipation, he eventually admitted it.

“Madam, this…this is indeed my mistress.”

Upon hearing this, Qingmo's eyes flashed with a cold light, but her face showed a look of sudden realization: "I see."

She turned to the guests and said in a clear voice, "Please excuse my rudeness, everyone. The Duke himself has admitted that this is his mistress. So today, I, as his mistress, will take a concubine on behalf of my husband."

"Guards, take the concubine and this illegitimate son away. The banquet will continue."

Qingmo turned to the guests and curtsied: "The birthday banquet continues. Please move to the flower hall for your meal."

The originally lively banquet became somewhat awkward at this moment, but everyone present was shrewd and did not show it.

However, I believe the rumors will spread throughout Kyoto by tomorrow.

And her good son... I'm afraid his reputation will be completely ruined. He'll be branded as disloyal and unjust, and he'll suffer the consequences.

What kind-hearted person would want to befriend someone who is unfilial even to their own mother?

Who would be willing to marry their daughter to him?

This kind of clueless son is better off without!

Everyone felt even more sympathy for Qingmo.

Her husband was unfaithful, her son was unfilial, and her mistress bullied her at home; she was truly pitiful beyond measure.

Despite the sympathetic looks from everyone, Qingmo forced a smile and continued the birthday banquet.

After the guests had all left, she returned to her inner room, finally shedding her disguise, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

“Madam…” Baozhu looked at her with heartache.

Qingmo waved her hand: "It's alright. Have someone take stock of everything in the storeroom and make up for all the dowry I've spent over the years."

"From this day forward, no one in the manor, whether master or young master, shall ever again use a single penny of my dowry."

She's going to store all her dowry in her spatial dimension. Looking at her good son, what good life can he possibly have?!

What an idiot.

It's nothing more than a pawn being used and discarded by others.

How could someone trust outsiders more than their own mother?

That's hard to judge!

As expected, he inherited his genes.

The son of an old scumbag, and a young scumbag.