Jiang Chenyu also looked at her. Last night, she had impulsively left home and didn't return all night. Today, he also wanted to know whether Gu Nuannuan would argue again.
"I don't think I'm wrong," Gu Nuannuan replied, living up to Jiang Chenyu's expectations of her. Her answer was just as he had expected.
She was as stubborn as a mule.
Her response undoubtedly angered the already-forbearing Jiang Lao.
"Then go to the confinement room and face the wall to reflect on your mistakes. Come out when you realize you were wrong," Jiang Lao ordered.
He called the housekeeper, pointed in a direction, and said, "Take her to face the wall and reflect on her mistakes."
The housekeeper gently tried to persuade him, "Master, the second young master's wife is still young and has just entered the household. Don't scare her."
"What, are you resisting me too?" Jiang Lao glared at the housekeeper.
The housekeeper fell silent and had no choice but to obey, taking Gu Nuannuan to the confinement room.
Gu Nuannuan had expected to be reprimanded, but she didn't anticipate being punished. She was still in confinement, and she smiled bitterly in her heart.
Upon arriving at the confinement room, the housekeeper looked at the girl, who was pretending to be strong, and said, "Madam, if you go and admit your mistake to the master, you won't be confined."
"Thank you for your kindness, housekeeper, but I still believe I'm not wrong."
She stepped into the small dark room and closed the wooden door behind her, standing firm in her decision.
It was clearly sunny outside, bright and dazzling.
But after closing the door, the room was instantly plunged into darkness, the kind where you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Gu Nuannuan raised her hand and fumbled along the wall. She found the light switch. With a light press of her finger, a bulb in the small dark room flickered on.
The space was less than 20 square meters, so she sat cross-legged on the ground.
Fortunately, the room wasn't too hot.
After a while, the exhaust fan in the small dark room started working.
Gu Nuannuan looked at it and smiled. The Jiang family was afraid she might suffocate to death in there.
Gu Nuannuan sighed. Her experiences over the past few days had been more eventful than those of the past few years.
She was tired.
No wonder so many women today are afraid of marriage. If her personal experience is anything to go by, it's likely that even more young women would be unwilling to get married.
Marriage felt like jumping from a comfort zone into a "ring," where it's a constant battle. The opponent could be the mother-in-law, father-in-law, or the eldest or youngest sister-in-law. In her case, during her honeymoon, even her husband was an opponent in the "ring."
Gu Nuannuan felt very depressed.
Suddenly, she noticed a wall that looked a little different and walked toward it.
The wall was uneven and had many vertical lines.
Gu Nuannuan examined it and thought: Could it be that others had drawn vertical lines on the wall to mark the days they were put into solitary confinement?
She thought about continuing the tradition, but there were no stones in the room for her to use.
"It seems like whoever drew these lines was used to being punished and always brought tools when they were confined."
Since she didn't have any stones, Gu Nuannuan leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and sat quietly.
In the living room, after Gu Nuannuan had been taken away, Jiang Chenyu stood up and brushed the dust off his pants. "I gave you both enough respect just now. Now that she's not here, I want to make one thing clear to the two of you. Gu Nuannuan is my wife. Respecting her is respecting me. If either of you finds her presence at home bothersome, I will take her away."
Wei Aihua didn't dare provoke Jiang Chenyu. She said, "Chenyu, you were present throughout this incident. You know who was right and who was wrong."
Jiang Chenyu glanced at her. "What if she's right? Will you apologize? And if she's wrong, do you expect me to say that my wife is wrong?"