Yang Ruxin looked at the beautiful girl before her, but the corners of her mouth curled up with sarcasm.
"Rusong, why have you become even thinner?" The moment Feng Caie saw Yang Rusong, her face furrowed with worry as she reached out to touch her son’s face, "Are you not eating well? Find some time to come back, and let your grandmother make you some delicious food to nourish you..."
"I’m fine." Yang Rusong took a small step back, avoiding Feng Family’s grasping hands, "Mother, where are you going?" It was obvious they weren’t here to see him. He then glanced at Yang Ruxin, his cousin who was usually not one to mingle, and yet today she was accompanying her mother?
He always lived in the academy, so he was unaware of what had happened in the Yang Family these past few days. Had he not come out to buy an ink slab today, he would not have bumped into them.
"I am taking your cousin to run some errands, you better hurry back too," Feng Caie naturally would not tell her son the truth, hastily waving her hands, "Hurry back now, you are short on time..." After speaking, she pulled Yang Ruxin away with her.
Yang Ruxin, from beginning to end, did not utter a word, her gaze towards Yang Rusong filled with a bit of sarcasm.
Watching the two leave, Yang Rusong couldn’t help scratching his head. Why did his cousin look at him so strangely? What exactly had happened? He then turned to walk back, but after a couple of steps, he halted. He needed to understand what was going on at home before he could proceed, but after hesitating, he decided to give up. He would rather return to the academy; his instinct was to avoid delving into family matters, fearful of uncovering something unpredictable.
This mindset truly reflected the indifference and selfishness of the Yang Family.
When Yang Rusong was out of sight, Yang Ruxin turned to Feng Caie with a smile, "What do you think, if my second uncle is convicted of murder, will little cousin Rusong still be eligible to compete?"
Feng Caie’s face changed instantly, then she forced a smile, "Your aunt will surely have good fortune; your second uncle knows what he did wrong..." She paused, "Besides, if Rusong does well, you can bask in his glory, right? In the future, when you and your sisters marry, your maternal family will be very important..."
Yang Ruxin, however, scoffed without saying a word—indeed, the maternal family is important, but it depends on what kind of maternal family. Currently, those in the Yang Family might as well be nonexistent.
Seeing Yang Ruxin’s reaction, Feng Caie felt even less confident but dared not say anything further, fearing that she might irritate this young mistress with one wrong word, especially since she still hoped to trade her for some silver.
Speaking of Zhao Feihu, after visiting the Baihua Building, he had a delightful night. Yaoyao was a girl newly arrived, and as the Manager, he naturally had to sample the goods first. You can’t say he had not benefited from it; after a month of "training," that woman indeed became a demon, utterly bewitching.
Chuchu was surely different.
As for arranging the sale of her virginity later in the building, with a slight trick, the clients would never realize whether or not she was truly untouched.
However, the next morning when he went home cheerfully planning to take money out to buy gifts, he discovered that all of his savings over the years were gone.
Silver can be earned again, but the contents of that box... Zhao Feihu broke into a cold sweat; that item was his lifeline. If his master found out he had lost it, would he still be valuable? What was more terrifying was that there was not a single clue left in the room; it was as if the item had vanished into thin air.