"What kind of look is that? Do you really want to raise one concubine's child after another for your husband?"

Ms. Gao immediately shook her head. How could that be? She didn't want to!

When she married that man, she dreamed of a harmonious and loving marriage, only to later find out that he had a childhood sweetheart whom he wanted to elevate to the status of a secondary wife.

Their family was actually a little unsure about this marriage, because their two families were not well-matched.

It was only because they were betrothed since they were children that the old man married her.

Her family was a merchant family, while the Nan family was an official family. They were not a good match, but the Nan family honored the marriage agreement, so they were very grateful and told her not to be petty.

She was truly wronged, but she couldn't give in for the sake of her child. She used to think it was her own scheming that prevented her husband from marrying a second wife, but now it seemed her mother-in-law also disagreed.

"Mother, do you also disagree with the eldest son making that woman his second wife?"

Mo Yan glanced at her daughter-in-law indifferently, looking at her with an expression that seemed to say, "Do I even need to ask?"

"He made a promise back then, so he shouldn't have expected any equal wives. Who would want an equal wife?"

Mo Yan's disgusted look reminded Gao Shi that her father-in-law had also wanted to have a concubine back then, which explained why her mother-in-law hadn't agreed.

Thinking about this made her a little happier.

“Mother, of course I am unwilling, but people always say that a wife should be magnanimous and not tolerant of others.”

"Is it you living your life, or is it the world living its life? Don't take men too seriously, and don't take the world too seriously either. This is your life to live. Be happy if you want to be happy. You don't need to force yourself, or you'll end up like me, mentally exhausted."

You can't lend money at exorbitant interest rates anymore. If you want to earn money, you should manage your dowry shop well. I think you must have a lot of experience in this area.

As for not being able to show your face in public, that's all nonsense and you don't need to worry about it. Just do it boldly.

But one thing: you need to let your child be disciplined, understand?

"Yes." Madam Gao naturally dared not disobey, but in fact she was also a little scared. "My daughter-in-law only agreed that my sister-in-law is still considering it, but did not agree."

“If you agree, you will become the ringleader. You are the young mistress of the Marquis’s mansion, and you represent the Marquis’s mansion. In other words, our Marquis’s mansion will become their backer. Whether you do it or not, you will become the mastermind.”

Gao's eyes widened, and she almost fell off her chair. At that moment, she understood what her mother-in-law meant.

She realized that this was exactly what her sister-in-law meant, saying she didn't need to show her face, just have a title...

What kind of title is this? They're pushing her into a fire pit.

Her face darkened at the thought; she had been tricked.

"Mother, it's all my fault. I was almost used as a pawn."

Seeing that she had figured it out, Mo Yan felt relieved. In fact, this daughter-in-law was very smart. She might have realized later that she had been used, but by then she was already unable to extricate herself.

"Good, go back now. Don't give him any money. I'll deal with him myself later."

Mo Yan sent them all back before having someone bring the account book. On the surface, the Marquis's mansion didn't have much silver, because the Marquis was concerned about his reputation. Not only was his salary low, but he also wanted to give his subordinates money. In reality, the money used was all earned from the original owner's dowry.

"Starting this month, no one is allowed to send a single penny to the Marquis, and the eldest and second masters are not allowed to withdraw any money. From now on, they will not be able to withdraw any money."

Also, bring me all the recent account books; I want to see them.

The butler was stunned when he heard this, unable to believe what he had just heard, and his body trembled slightly.

"Madam, won't the Marquis be angry with this?"

"Oh?" Mo Yan glanced at the butler indifferently. "So what if he's angry? This is my dowry. Whether I give it to him or not depends on my mood. Where is his salary?"

This marquis is not like Mo Yan's family; those families are legitimate aristocratic families with deep roots. Their marquis, on the other hand, rose from the ranks of a common soldier. He was lucky enough to save the emperor once, which is why he became a marquis. He doesn't have much money at all.

That's why he felt he had a life-or-death bond with his brothers and wanted to give them money...

Isn't he just a gigolo who lives off his wife's dowry? Of course, that's probably why he's afraid to face Mo Yan and thinks she's not good.

"Butler, don't forget whose butler you are, understand?"

Mo Yan reminded the steward that everyone in the Marquis's mansion was her person.

"Yes, Madam."

The butler immediately went downstairs. Mo Yan looked at the sky outside. Was it already noon?

Time really flies; it was noon in the blink of an eye.

The original owner used to think about that scumbag, so naturally she found life unbearable. Later, because of that scumbag's behavior, she was so angry that she died. Of course, there were also problems with her son and the whole family.

What's so great about that man? What's his use? Is it worth getting angry over him?

Isn't it fun to just drink tea and eat snacks every day, and go shopping?

The steward gave the order, and so the Second Master had no money to go out and have fun that day.

His page returned and said that the moment the accountant refused to pay, the second master exploded. He didn't dare to buy on credit, because buying on credit was a serious matter; he had once lost money on a debt and couldn't get out of bed for half a month.

The second master was furious and went straight to the accounting office, demanding, "I'm going out, and you dare refuse to pay me?"

"Second Master, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but the Old Madam said that from now on, you and the First Master cannot withdraw any money."

The accountants were also in a dilemma, as they were all struggling to make ends meet, and the old lady had said she wanted to check the accounts.

"I will go to see Mother myself."

Hearing from the maid that her youngest son had arrived, Mo Yan was overjoyed. Even the maid beside her smiled. "Madam, would you like to dine with the Second Master?"

“Eat? He’s dreaming. Go tell the kitchen to make some stir-fries, and then make a pot. Also, grab a stick and a feather duster.”

For some reason, they always felt that the old lady's eyes were shining when she talked about feather dusters and sticks.

"Mother!"

Second Master walked straight in.

"What's up?"

Mo Yan held the feather duster, feeling an immense sense of familiarity with it.

"Did Mrs. Luo say something to you? She's really going too far, always coming over to stir up trouble for you."

Second Master thought it must be Luo's fault, otherwise his mother wouldn't have stopped his money, so he immediately started to accuse the villain.

"What did you say?" Mo Yan's face darkened immediately upon hearing this. Good heavens, this son actually dared to tattle.

"Mother, don't listen to Madam Luo. I'm not uneducated. I just want to go out with some friends to discuss literature, otherwise I'll fall behind."

Second Master thought that as long as he made up any reason, his mother would definitely believe him; he was confident of that.

"Oh, then memorize a passage, or write an essay for me. Otherwise, I think this feather duster might want to draw blood."