Captured Hearts: The Substitute Bride's Gambit-Chapter 219 - Not Destined to Be a Wealthy Familys

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: Not Destined to Be a Wealthy Family’s Wife

Chapter 219 -219: Not Destined to Be a Wealthy Family’s Wife

Wen Family villa.

It was the dead of night, at one in the morning, when Lin Yueqin finally finished all her chores. Her back aching, she left the kitchen and returned to her servant’s room with a dark expression on her face.

With Tian Qiugui gone, all the responsibilities of the villa had fallen solely on her. These past two days, she had been close to collapsing from exhaustion. She never knew there could be so much work to do!

She had to rise before dawn to prepare breakfast for the Wen family. Once they finished, she had to tidy up the dishes, clean the dining area and kitchen, wash the dishes and plates, and after that, put them in the sanitizer for disinfection.

After these tasks, she had to mopped the floors of the three-story villa and empty the trash bins from each room, replacing them with new bags.

Before she could even finish these chores, it was already time to prepare lunch.

Another frenzy of activity ensued as she prepared lunch as if she were going to war. Then, she hid in the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat, only to face Mr. Wen’s criticism that her cooking was half-hearted. He complained that she only knew how to take shortcuts by cooking rice, unwilling to put in the effort to make pastries. He demanded hand-pulled noodles and beef-stuffed pastries.

There was no time to make hand-pulled noodles and stuffed pastries. She could only hurriedly cook a bowl of dumplings that had been previously frozen in the fridge, managing to pass it off as sufficient.

Mr. Wen was still not satisfied, criticizing the vegetable dishes as well and complaining that the braised pork ribs were so tough they were nearly inedible. He threatened to dock her pay.

That lunch, he lost his temper in a major way and then left, stating that if such measly meals continued to be served at home, he would never come back for meals again.

Even the usually good-natured Lady Wen was not pleased. On one hand, she was upset that Mr. Wen had stormed out over a poor lunch, and on the other, she also did not like rice. She had a preference for soupy dishes like chicken noodle soup or mushroom noodle soup.

Barely making it through lunchtime, Lin Yueqin started laundering the family’s clothes and went to change the bed sheets and covers in each bedroom, then washed and hung them out to dry.

Following that, she once again had to mop the floors of the entire villa.

Lady Wen liked cleanliness. Mopping the floors twice a day was a firm rule.

However, there used to be three servants in the house to handle these tasks.

But now, with one killed by Shi Youjin and another chased away by Lin Yueqin herself, she was left alone to do the work that was meant for three.

All day long, she cursed Lady Wen in her mind, wishing she could swap places with her or, even better, that Lady Wen would drop dead so she could take her place.

Unfortunately, no amount of cursing helped. She did not have any less work to do, and Lady Wen was still alive and well, seemingly even more energetic after her surgery.

She wasn’t destined to be a wealthy wife. She could only look on with envy and jealousy at Lady Wen.

As she lay down on her bed, just about to rest, the door made a soft noise as it was pushed open.

Lin Yueqin quickly sat up, asking warily, “Who’s there?”

Wen Nianyou entered, closing the door behind her, and whispered softly, “It’s me.”

Only then did Lin Yueqin breathe a sigh of relief. “My dear Miss, why aren’t you sleeping? What brings you to my room? Take care not to let Madam find out!”

“She’s asleep, and Wen Xingye hasn’t come back. No one will know I’m here to see you.”

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Wen Nianyou sat down on the sofa and said disdainfully, “Besides, what does it matter if I come to see you? Is there a rule that says a young mistress can’t chat with a servant?”

“It’s just that what Tian Qiugui did left me very anxious. I’m afraid that our secret might be discovered again, and then we won’t have anyone to help us get rid of the problem.”

Wen Nianyou was still very anxious though. Tian Qiugui was dead, but her sense of crisis was greater than ever before.

“Do you think that with Tian Qiugui dead, we can rest easy? You couldn’t be more wrong. Do you understand?”

“What’s wrong? Is there someone else who knows our secret? But didn’t you say that since Tian Qiugui died, we haven’t received any more extortion texts? Doesn’t that prove that the person blackmailing you was Tian Qiugui, and no one else?”