Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Mother…” Su Yurou hung her head, her voice weak, not daring to teli her mother that she had spent nearly five thousand taels in total.
Liu Shulan thought that Su Dingheng’s anger in the front hall was probably related to Su Yurou’s spending.
Before she could figure out what to do, Old Madam Qiu rushed over to inform her, “Madam, Marquis has summoned you and Second Young Miss to the front hall. The Master is in a great rage, and Eldest Young Miss is already kneeling in the front hall.”
Su Yingxue was kneeling in the front hall?
Liu Shulan took Su Yurou to the front hall, but she felt that things were taking a bad turn.
The halls of the Marquis’s Manor were exceptionally spacious, and the front hall for receiving guests was imposing and solemn.
At this moment, Su Dingheng, in a fit of anger, was pacing around the front hall, while Su Yingxue knelt on the ground in a red robe, looking especially helpless.
As soon as Su Yurou arrived, Su Dingheng erupted, “Men, seize this unfilial daughter and make her kneel!”
Two burly maids immediately rushed forward and grabbed Su Yurou, forcing her down next to Su Yingxue.
One of these maids, a relative of Old Madam Zhang, used her strength and coincidentally pressed Su Yurou onto a shard of porcelain.
Su Yurou instantly screamed in pain, “Ah! It hurts! Daddy, I’m in so much pain!”
“You’re only realizing it now? When you were spending money, why didn’t you exercise restraint? If it weren’t for your sister being unable to access so much silver, 1 would never have known about it. You two prodigals are close to emptying my Marquis’s Manor!” Su Dingheng was livid and slammed the bill onto Su Yurou’s face.
Su Yurou usually protected her face as if it were her lifeline, but now, she was terrified, “My face! Daddy, please don’t hit my face!”
“You…” Su Dingheng saw that she was still protecting her face at this moment. A gush of blood rushed up from his heart and he almost fainted!
“Marquis, please take care of your health!” Liu Shulan hurriedly approached to support him, using her gentle hands to caress his chest.
But Su Dingheng was furious, and he pushed her away, scolding, “You’ve raised a good daughter!”
“Marquis, please calm down and take care of your health. It’s all my fault!” Liu Shulan began to shed tears without saying much.
“And you, Su Yingxue! 1 tasked you with managing the household, but is this how you manage it? Your younger sister spent so much money, ostensibly for herself, but you were generous enough to share it with Uncle and Aunt. Why didn’t you send some to the entire Jiang Du City?” Su Dingheng’s flushed face turned ashen.
One Su Yurou was already causing him heartache, and Su Yingxue seemed to be getting on his nerves even more.
“Father, it’s my fault. However, this issue with my little sister spending so lavishly in Thousand-Jiao Pavilion will surely reach the ears of Uncle and Aunt. My little sister had previously reported a few hundred taels of silver. I thought it was with Father’s approval that 1 considered buying some new clothes for my cousins. 1 didn’t expect that father wasn’t aware of it…” Su Yingxue appeared full of remorse.
Su Dingheng widened his eyes, “What? She reported several hundred taels of silver earlier. The account book, bring it to me!”
Su Yingxue promptly had Zhilan hand over the account book, and Su Dingheng saw that it clearly stated that Su Yurou had spent five hundred taels on purchasing furniture from Red Brocade Lane.
“You… You unfilial daughter!”
Su Dingheng slapped Su Yurou, and his gaze turned cruel. “So it’s not your sister recklessly spending money. It’s you, this prodigal child, who wants to squander the wealth of my Marquis of Martial South’s Manor!”
“Father, 1 didn’t do it. Sister is falsely accusing me!” Su Yurou covered her face and cried out in grievance, glaring fiercely at Su Yingxue as if she could rip her mouth off..