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Wu Yao was momentarily stunned.

This Young Madame of the Xie Family didn't seem old, but he wasn't easy to fool.

He racked his brain for a way out. ”We'll find out when she gives birth to the baby and gives it a blood test.”

Wen Jiu said in an indifferent tone, ”Wait for her to give birth? I can't wait that long. ”

”Then …” When Wu Yao was in a difficult situation, a trace of scheming flashed through his triangular eyes. ”Then, Young Madame, what do you think we should do?”

Wen Jiu laughed and taunted: ”If you want me to think about even these, what's the use of you?”

Wu Yao almost choked on his words.

Wen Jiu looked at Jin Er who was beside him.

Jin Er immediately spoke out: ”Since you said that child is yours, then you must have proof. Anyone can speak empty words like 'White Tooth', so why would others believe you?”

The little maid's voice was loud and full of vigor.

Wu Yao was completely stunned by her shout.

After a long while, Wu Yao finally opened his mouth and said, ”No matter what, I'm still her uncle in name. It's not good to let everyone know about this kind of incident.” If … ”If there are no benefits, then wouldn't I …”

These words stopped there, just right.

Wen Jiu thought: Why do animals talk about dishonor, what a joke!

However, he still had a smile on his face, ”What benefits do you want? Tell me.”

After hesitating for a while, Wu Yao said, ”The Yunzhou region is quite chaotic. I want to make a living in the imperial capital. I wonder if General Xie can help me find a job on behalf of his relatives.

All the attendant maids in the side hall revealed a look of despise.

The Fourth Young Master stayed in his residence quietly as a rich person, but it was outsiders who came to climb the high gates shamelessly.

Wen Jiu raised his eyes, he did not refuse nor agree, ”Then it depends on how useful you are.”

Wu Yao, however, thought that he had succeeded. He immediately became complacent, and said, ”Back then, I had to put in a lot of effort before sleeping with that little bitch Linglan. At that time, she was still a virgin, so the child in her womb definitely wasn't General Xie!”

Wen Jiu did not speak.

Wu Yao continued, ”That little slut has a birthmark on her thigh …” And, when Linglan was being forced by him, he used some special method to leave behind the imprint of a cloud.

Wen Jiu laughed coldly in his heart, but he did not reveal it on the surface, ”Words have no basis, just write it down so that I can stand in front of Linglan and confront her.”

”This …” Wu Yao hesitated.

Wen Jiu's expression instantly darkened, and she threw the teacup heavily on the table. ”You don't dare to write down how you're facing Linglan, could it be that what you just said is all a lie?”

”Just write it!” After struggling for a while, Wu Yao was entranced by the flourishing Dijing City and immediately agreed. He didn't forget to remind her, ”I hope that Young Madame will speak up for me in front of General Xie.”

Wen Jiu leaned back in her chair, her lips curved in a cold smile, ”Men, come and help me with my brush and ink.”

Wu Yao fiddled with his pen for more than an hour.

Wu Yao finished writing on the third page, and the more he wrote, the more pleased he became with himself. After writing on the third page, Wu Yao placed his hands in front of Wen Jiu and said, ”Please have a look, Young Madame.”

Jin Er was annoyed when he saw him, immediately grabbing the paper, wishing he could kick him again.

Wen Jiu looked at the entire article with a calm expression. Wu Yao's handwriting was messy, but he was able to explain everything clearly.

From how many hours he had used the medicine during the day and how many hours he had used it for the first time, Linglan had clearly written everything, from his initial resistance to his forced obedience and how the birthmark on his leg looked like.

She was silent for a long time.

Wu Yao reminded Nie Yan in a low voice, ”Look at me, Young Madame. That thing of mine …” When will it be convenient for you to mention this to General Xie? ”

Wen Jiu raised his eyes, ”The day of selection is not as good as the day of collision.

”Young Madame!” The few maids were afraid that she would lose her head over Xie Heng's matter, and did not even care about the good or the bad.

However, at this moment, he saw Young Madame, who was usually kind and amiable, heavily smash his teacup into Wu Yao's face.