Lin Shoucai dared not face his sister, much less stay in Zhengtianxiang, which was not too far from the crime scene.
Seeing her younger brother so lazy, Lin was extremely impatient.
"Get out! Get out! I hate seeing you all! None of you are easy to deal with! Anyway, this lousy shop has no business, so it doesn't matter whether it's open or not! Get out, go die wherever you want, I'd rather not see you than be bothered by you!"
Business had plummeted during this period, which naturally made Lin Shoucai irritable. Hearing what Lin said, Lin Shoucai felt as if he had been granted a pardon.
He was about to hurry back to his room to rest, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at the fuming Lin Shi behind the counter. "Sister, by the way, where's Yu Tang? I haven't seen her in a while. It's already past midnight, why hasn't she come back yet?"
This was purely making conversation out of boredom. Lin Shoucai had been coming here frequently lately, but rarely saw Zheng Yutang. He knew Zheng Yutang was a disobedient girl.
But in Lin Shoucai's view, girls should also be chaste and self-disciplined, and how could they stay out all night before getting married?
Hearing Lin Shoucai inadvertently mention Zheng Yutang, it was like stirring up a hornet's nest, and Lin was furious.
"Why do you have to ask about this good-for-nothing? They say a nephew resembles his uncle—"
Hearing this, Lin Shoucai gave a wry smile, "But she's my niece, sister."
“Your niece is just like you. You like to act recklessly and mess around, and she has completely inherited that trait from you.” Hearing this, Lin Shoucai smiled bitterly.
【No...this is clearly inheriting your style, okay?】
[If you hadn't acted recklessly, Lin, would you have known Sun Sanlang? If you hadn't known Sun Sanlang, he would have died a violent death.]
There's absolutely nothing I can do about the bloodline suppression from my own older sister.
[Lin Shou-cai: I have so many grievances, who can I talk to about them?]
Fearing that he would be scolded by his hot-tempered sister for no reason, Lin Shoucai could only nod and say nothing. However, Madam Lin coughed and glanced outside.
She is a mother after all; how could she not worry about her daughter?
"Who knows where that good-for-nothing has gone off to again? Hasn't she recently hooked up with that rich young master surnamed Zhou? She dresses up all the time, all girls at that age are getting wild! It's all your fault."
What does this have to do with my uncle...?
[Lin Shou-cai: Why am I everywhere? Everything is "bad" about me.]
"Hmph, I think if she can really climb the social ladder this time and become that Zhou guy's concubine or mistress, then she'll still be of some use. These days, our Zhengtianxiangfang is going downhill. You can't do anything in the capital without money. I'm just hoping she can bring some money back."
“In the future,” Lin said with a chuckle, looking at her bare fingers, “when she’s better off and marries a good man, she might even be able to help us out.”
[Ms. Lin: I have no daughter in my heart! My daughter is nothing more than a commodity to be sold.]
[Zheng Yutang: The gears of fate have begun to turn in reverse.]
Madam Lin was already used to Zheng Yutang's staying out all night. Back when they were in the Minister's mansion, Zheng Yutang often went out. As for what she did when she went out, Madam Lin knew but pretended not to know. Now, she suddenly met some "rich young master" named Young Master Zhou.
Although Madam Lin had never met that so-called "rich young master," she was happy for her daughter and Young Master Zhou to get married. Not only did she not object, but she even had a hint of anticipation in her smile. No matter what, being a concubine or mistress was better than marrying a farmer.
Hearing his sister's words, Lin Shoucai knew it was inconvenient to press the matter further.
He was about to go to the backyard to wash up, and also to sort out his chaotic thoughts, which were filled with the terrifying image of him killing Sun Sanlang.
When I asked Zheng Yutang where she went, it was just a casual question; I didn't really care where she went.
Hearing Lin mention Young Master Zhou and Young Master Wang, Lin Shoucai simply nodded vaguely and responded. Seeing that his sister didn't have anything else to say, Lin Shoucai made a few more casual remarks and then hurried back to his room.
Once inside the house, Lin Shoucai hurriedly closed the door.
He was still timid, as if he had swallowed twenty-five little rabbits whole, and was truly tormented by a hundred claws. At this moment, Lin Shoucai leaned against the door and slid down to the ground.
It was late at night, and neither Lin Shi nor Lin Shoucai had rested. As for Zheng Yutang, she was with Zhou Gongzi, the so-called "rich young master" she had recently met.
Today, Young Master Zhou invited her to be a guest. The two arrived at Zuichunlou and entered a rather luxurious private room. Little did Zheng Yutang know that the gears of her fate were turning and falling into the abyss, and she was about to fall into the terrifying hell.
[Oh dear, the iconic scene is about to unfold; Zheng Yutang is about to stumble this time.]
What will happen next? Let's wait and see.
[Zheng Yutang: Brother Zhou, we've been inseparable for so long, I trust you. I hope that, as you said, you can marry me after tonight.]
[Zhou Tong: Go to hell, you're going to get yourself killed tonight!]
At this moment, Zheng Yutang's face was flushed, probably because she had drunk too much, so her eyes were glazed over.
The young man opposite, dressed in brocade clothes with slicked-back hair and a powdered face, was Young Master Zhou. Looking at him now, Young Master Zhou didn't look like a rich kid at all.
Zheng Yutang blushed and sat on Zhou Gongzi's lap. Zhou Gongzi then picked up the wine pot on the table and poured wine into Zheng Yutang's lap.
Tonight, Zheng Yutang knew she wouldn't be able to return safely, but even if she were to offer herself up on the altar for Zhou Gong to savor, she couldn't be drunk. So, after drinking a lot, Zheng Yutang got anxious, waved her hand, and started pushing.
"Brother Zhou... Yu Tang... Yu Tang really can't drink anymore, I'm so dizzy, I need to rest, Brother Zhou, please spare the fishpond this time..."
Zheng Yutang had indeed drunk too much today, and she felt dizzy. She wanted to stand up, but the agile Young Master Zhou grabbed her shoulder, so she remained seated.
"Big brother, big brother, Brother Zhou, please."
Zheng Yutang was incoherent. She was in great pain and was barely holding on to her last bit of reason. If they were to consummate their marriage tonight, this young master Zhou, who claimed to be the "son of a wealthy man from Jiangnan," would be her husband from then on.
Although Zheng Yutang felt uncomfortable all over, she still smiled, feeling as if her face had frozen.
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