Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“She wronged you? Alright, men, go to her courtyard and see if there’s any furniture from Red Brocade Lane. Bring it all over!”
Su Dingheng immediately ordered the steward to take action.
Liu Shulan’s heart tightened.
Soon after, the steward returned with a significant amount of brand-new furniture.
Su Dingheng looked at the pieces of new furniture and pointed angrily at Su Yurou. “Is your sister falsely accusing you? Is it unjust? The furniture I provided for you previously was of excellent quality. Why did you need to replace so much without reason?”
Su Yurou whimpered and didn’t dare to speak.
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow nonchalantly. She knew that once Su Dingheng investigated, he would realize that Su Yurou had broken the furniture herself and then bought new items.
Su Dingheng felt his blood pressure rising.
His face turned ashen, and he clutched his chest. “Men, return all these items immediately, along with the clothing, jewelry she purchased, and the gifts she sent to others. Retrieve everything for me!”
This amounted to over ten thousand taels of silver, a significant sum.
“Father, I don’t want to return them!” Su Yurou covered her face. To her, these items were a matter of pride.
It was her way of competing with Su Yingxue, something that she had struggled to buy to surpass her.
Among them was a luminous pearl on a golden hairpin that was even larger than Su Yingxue’s.
She couldn’t bear to part with them!
“You… I’ll beat you to death!” Su Dingheng picked up a whip and was about to strike her.
Liu Shulan rushed over, and the lash hit her instead, causing her skin to break and bleed.
Tears welled up in Liu Shulan’s eyes. “Marquis, if you want to punish someone, punish me alone. It’s because I failed to discipline her properly that Rou’er behaved this way. It has nothing to do with Eldest Young Miss. Please, Marquis, only punish me!”
Her mention of Su Yingxue was a reminder to Su Dingheng that it wasn’t just Su Yurou who had made mistakes.
Su Yingxue had spent even more than Su Yurou.
A cold, disdainful smile curled on Su Yingxue’s lips.
Before Su Dingheng could proceed with any punishment, the steward announced that some guests had arrived outside. Su Yingxue’s uncles and aunts had come to express their gratitude and deliver gifts. They thanked Su Yingxue for gifting her cousins with new clothing and jewelry and expressed their desire for closer family ties and mutual support in the future.
Su Dingheng examined the valuable gifts. Importantly, he hadn’t maintained good relationships with his siblings. After they had separated households, the distance between them had grown.
Despite being the Marquis of Martial South, the others were doing well. If they could support each other in the future, the benefits would go beyond what money could offer.
After some thought, Su Dingheng softened his tone and told Su Yingxue, “You may stand up.”
Su Yingxue rose to her feet slowly, and Su Dingheng even offered words of comfort, “Yingxue, 1 acted in anger and punished you earlier. You’ve been considerate and handled things appropriately.”
“Thank you for your praise, Father,” Su Yingxue responded humbly.
“It’s not fair! Father, she spent more money than me and even kept some for herself. Father should punish her!” Su Yurou shouted at the top of her lungs.
“You dare to say that! Can your sister spend the same amount of money as you? She’s showing love for her sister, and all your cousins will be grateful to her! What about you? You’re only pursuing vanity! You want to show off in front of your sister and receive flattery from your friends!”
Su Dingheng exposed her without mercy.
Su Yurou felt as if her face was being stripped away, inch by inch..