“Since Miss Lin entered the manor, various expenses have increased. My husband also has to deal with the social obligations of officialdom, plus providing porridge and clothing to refugees and distributing monthly allowances to the servants. The manor is indeed short of money.”
The mother-in-law frowned. "If not a thousand, then surely five hundred taels?"
No, not at all.
"How could that be? Our Marquis's mansion is so rich, you wouldn't have swallowed it all up, would you!" Song Ruoying jumped up and down.
“Since Mother and my younger sister both say that I embezzled money, they can check the accounts. They think I can’t manage the household. I’ll have Hongrui check the accounts now and give them to Mother.”
Lin Yaoyao was overjoyed.
Because Song Yuxiu always gave her hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, she assumed the Marquis's mansion was wealthy.
Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law immediately became anxious, "I was just a little harsh in my tone, you don't have to be like this. You've managed the household very well these past two years."
“But neglecting Mother’s distinguished guests is ultimately my fault. This family still needs Mother to manage it.” Shen Zhiyi said, rising and bowing. “Then I will go back and organize the account books and bring them to Mother later.”
After saying that, he left.
The mother-in-law tried to stop her, but her daughter stopped her, saying, "Mom, it's better to give it to you. Every time I ask her for money, she pushes me away."
"What do you know!" Chen gritted her teeth in anger.
She knew everything about the Marquis's mansion, though others might not.
It all depends on the efforts of the fallen branches to make up for it.
In the past, no matter how harsh her words were, Shen Zhiyi would never talk back to her. What's wrong with her lately?
In the evening, Hongrui brought over the account books and the warehouse keys.
Ms. Chen frowned. No way!
We need to hurry up and send the things back to her; she can't manage this household!
Shen Zhiyi was sitting in the room, drinking tea, when Lühe came in and announced, "Miss, Miss Lin is requesting an audience; she must have ill intentions."
"Let her in."
Having been in the Marquis's residence for so long, she finally couldn't hold back any longer.
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