Chapter 433 You Don’t Understand 1

Comparing the two, out of personal choice and for the security of her future life in her later years,

Mrs. Sun finally weighed the same result:

she would rather give all her life’s money to Zhu Xuntao than waste it on Zhu Yingyan.

"Today, make a decision. Do you want to receive the silver today, or wait until another day when I send someone to deliver it to the Yongjing Marquis's residence and let everyone know about it?"

"It just so happens that the people in the capital are all resentful of my partiality to Yan'er and my bad treatment of you, a living Bodhisattva."

"If I really send someone to deliver the silver to you with great fanfare, I think my reputation will be much better..."

Zhu Xuntao used his "invisible hand" and "whoosh" to pull Madam Sun's box to his side:

"Okay, you are so generous in inviting me. I would be embarrassed if I refuse again."

This silver, his biological mother was determined to give it to him.

After a little thought, Zhu Xuntao of course chose the most worry-free and trouble-free way to receive it.

Zhu Xuntao didn't care about the public opinion, but she was still wary of Zhu Yingyan's halo of being the heroine.

After receiving the money from Madam Sun, Zhu Xuntao was always not as confident as before when facing Madam Sun:

"So next, do you want to continue living in my manor, or go back to Zhu Mansion?"

The wound from her birth mother's vaccination had almost healed, and she could go back to Zhu Mansion.

However, her birth mother had given her so much money, let alone living in the manor,

it was enough for her to buy several similar manors and live there forever.

For the sake of the money, Zhu Xuntao was really embarrassed to urge her birth mother to leave.

"Who wants to live in your shabby little manor?!"

"I am the wife of a minister, so of course I should live in my manor!"

"You don't even have a maid or a woman who knows the rules and can serve you properly, do you think I will treat you well?"

When talking about the treatment of the little manor, Madam Sun's tone was full of disdain, and Zhu Xuntao was immediately irritated.

The manor that Madam Sun disliked was a treasure given to Zhu Xuntao by the old master,

and it was also the place where all Zhu Xuntao's childhood memories were:

"Are you coming back today? I'll ask someone to prepare a carriage and take you back?"

Madam Sun was unwilling to stay any longer, and Zhu Xuntao would not even ask Madam Sun to stay.

Mrs. Sun was leaving, and Zhu Xuntao was the one who wanted to celebrate with drums and gongs.

Mrs. Sun: "..."

Zhu Xuntao was really an unpleasant daughter. Until today,

she had never been sweet-mouthed. It was as if all her money had been thrown into the water without even a splash.

If the person who had received such a large sum of money from her today was not Zhu Xuntao, but her eldest daughter Zhu Yingyan,

she was sure that Zhu Yingyan's words would be as sweet as honey.

It would take at least several days for her to keep circling around her and make her happy.

Look at Zhu Xuntao again. She had no nice words, let alone a good expression. It was really infuriating!

But even though Zhu Xuntao showed this attitude without hiding it, Madam Sun

didn't change her mind and ask for the silver back, or remind Zhu Xuntao to be soft-hearted after getting angry.

Madam Sun would no longer pretend not to understand Zhu Xuntao's temper and persistence,

so she didn't bother to say: "Where's the carriage? I want to go back to the Zhu Mansion as soon as possible."

"It's ready!"

Zhu Xuntao wanted to answer, and she ordered people to prepare it. Xiao Miluo, who was running smoothly, pushed open the door

and answered Madam Sun's question for Zhu Xuntao in a loud voice.