Hearing Pang's complaints, Wu Qing frowned slightly, looked around, and then scolded in a low voice, "Is this the most important thing right now? Is this little grievance worth you fussing over?"
"But Cheng'er already knows about our affair, what should we do?" Madam Pang realized that she had gone off-topic and said with great concern.
Judging from Cheng'er's tone, it seemed that he hadn't just found out yet, but it was unclear when he had discovered it and why he hadn't revealed it. Thinking of this, Pang Shi suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that he had found out but hadn't told the master.
Although it's not a good thing for him to use this to threaten for money, he ultimately didn't tell the master about the serious consequences.
Although Wu Qing was also annoyed, he had calmed down and analyzed the situation, and his initial panic had subsided: "Don't panic and lose your composure. He just wants to use this as an excuse to ask for money. Just give it to him."
"Since we're both in this household, getting him money isn't difficult at all."
Upon hearing this, Pang nodded, agreeing that it was indeed so.
The master trusted both himself and Wu Qing implicitly. Chai Daiwen, who was in charge of the accounts, had secretly embezzled a thousand taels of silver a few years ago to help his son pay off gambling debts. Wu Qing discovered this and, knowing that the matter was under his control, he had no choice but to cooperate.
“But I’m still worried that Cheng’er’s appetite will grow bigger and bigger, and he’ll ask for more and more often. If this goes on for too long, we won’t be able to hide it, and what if the master finds out?” Thinking of this, Pang’s heart couldn’t help but clench again.
That's quite possible. After a moment of silence, Wu Qing reassured him, "Although Cheng'er is a bit muddle-headed, he's also a bit cunning. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used this method in this situation after learning about our relationship."
Therefore, he himself would consider the consequences of frequently taking money from Jiang An without his knowledge, and how his life would become even more difficult in the future.
Hearing her lover repeatedly mention Jiang An, Pang wanted to remind him to be careful, lest he slip up and arouse suspicion in front of others. However, remembering how he always criticized her for being a woman with long hair and short brains, she refrained from saying anything.
Furthermore, he had always been the one coming up with the ideas, and things had always gone smoothly, so Ponzi was content to enjoy a peaceful life without having to worry about anything.
Over the years, she has never acted on her own in any matter, big or small, but has always listened to him. She was afraid that if she made a mistake, the plan would fail and all her efforts would be in vain. Being blamed by him would be secondary; if the matter were exposed, the fate of herself, him, and their son would be absolutely terrible.
"How could you say he's a good-for-nothing? Isn't it all because you spoiled him? We both bear responsibility. If we had taught him properly from a young age, how could he have turned out like this?" Thinking of her lover calling her son a good-for-nothing, Madam Pang felt uncomfortable and complained softly.
Wu Qing snorted in disapproval, "It's not an exaggeration to say you're brainless. You were just a wet nurse back then. So what if you became a concubine later?"
If you don't try to pamper him, indulge him, and follow his lead, do you think he can be close to you? Even your status as a concubine is only because he is close to you; isn't that the only reason Jiang An gave you this title?
Even if he is not ambitious, not good enough, or goes astray, so what? He is the young master of this mansion, and he lives a carefree and comfortable life, isn't that for real?
Even if he's not a threat, as long as he doesn't commit murder or arson, it's fine.
Jiang An has built such a vast empire over the years that even if Cheng'er does nothing, it's enough to feed at least three generations. With such a good family fortune to rely on, and if we teach them carefully, one of their children or grandchildren will surely be successful.
As I said before, don't worry unnecessarily; I'll take care of everything.
"Alright, I'm going to find Old Chai to get the money. You can go do whatever you need to do." With that, Wu Qing turned to leave.
"But I'm still worried, what if the master finds out? What should we do then?" Madam Pang mustered her courage and whispered.
Unlike before, she was no longer afraid. In recent years, she has become less fearful. But just now, after her son told her about their affair, she really couldn't help but think about it.
"What to do? The worst-case scenario is to go all out. If Jiang An hasn't found out, he's lucky. If he has, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Wu Qing said with a cold laugh, then ignored Pang Shi and turned to go to the accounting office.
Pang was startled by what he heard, and as he watched the figure walk further and further away, his heart nearly leaped out of his chest.
Over the years, she had thought countless times that it would be nice if life just continued like this. To this day, her husband had no other women, only Cheng'er as his "son." Whether he lived to be seventy or eighty and died peacefully in his sleep, or died of illness, or perhaps died in an accident, this vast family fortune would belong to her and her family of three.
How wonderful! Although it may take a while, it's the safest option.
At that time, her lover Wu Qing will find a way to transfer the acquired property to the Wu family.
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At the Yang family residence, Hong Xiaoduo learned that Jiang An had found an excuse to leave Yaozhen and secretly went to Pang's maternal home in Zhaozhong Town. Quan Jinghuai told her this when he returned.
Quan Jinghuai deliberately asked her if she needed him to come along.
Hong Xiaoduo chuckled, and before he could even speak, he already knew the answer.
With Jinghuai secretly following Jiang An, Hong Xiaoduo wasn't worried at all. As for the Jiang family, she was too lazy to keep an eye on them. She spent all her time with the seven children and Feiyan figuring out how to make snacks.
Fried dough twists, fried meatballs, fried dough twists, sesame candy, hawthorn strips, dried sweet potato strips...
If the dish tasted alright, he would share some with his neighbors and even send some to Manager Yang of the inn.
"I heard that Master Jiang's shop outside has run into trouble, and he went to deal with it personally. Since he's not in the mansion, there's no one who can keep Jiang Baicheng in check. Young ladies, you should be careful and take precautions."
"He suffered a great loss at your hands last time, and Yang's fifth brother, who was on good terms with him, was also taught a lesson by you in public. They won't let it go easily. Although they can't beat you in a direct fight, they might resort to underhanded tactics." Manager Yang looked at the fragrant and crispy fried dough twists on the counter in front of him and suddenly remembered to remind them.
Even if Xiaoduo and the others hadn't come to deliver the food yet, he was still planning to go over and remind them.
But the young woman in front of me, along with the children beside her and another young woman, showed no sign of worry whatsoever. On the contrary, they all seemed quite happy, as if I had just told them something that made them happy...
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