Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After scolding Su Yingxue, he turned around and handed half of the token to Liu Shulan. âLanâer, you are now the aunt of the residence. Iâll leave the accounts and the token to you. Donât disappoint me.â
Liu Shulan was delighted. âYes, Marquis!â
When she turned around to look at Su Yingxue, her expression became a little proud. âYingxue, you have so many things on your hands that, inevitably, you canât take care of the Marquisâs Manorâs matters. From now on, Aunt will be in charge of the Marquisâs Manor. You donât have to work so hard.â
âAll, Aunt, a fake token and account book, Aunt probably canât manage the Marquisâs Manor.â
Su Yingxueâs eyes curved into crescents as she revealed an innocent smile.
She took out the token from her waist and showed it to Su Dingheng. âFather, the token is such an important thing. Why would 1 put it in the accounting room? Also, this account book was originally a fake account book that 1 made and placed in the accounting room. I wanted to see what kind of evil people there were in our Marquisâs Manor. Flow did it end up in the hands of Father and Aunt now?â
Iler rhetorical question made Su Dingheng stunned. âYou⦠The token in your hand is the real one?â
âWhy donât Father compete?â
Su Yingxue brought the token to Su Dinghengâs side. Su Denheng had another token on him. Fie compared it with the token in Su Yingxueâs hand and Liu Shulanâs hand. Obviouslyâ¦
The token in Liu Shulanâs hands was fake!
It was just carved from a random piece of wood and then painted with a layer of paint. It was not golden nanmu at all.
Liu Shulanâs face instantly turned pale. âThisâ¦â
âZhilan, bring the account book over!â
Su Yingxue called out, and Zhilan immediately brought over the real account book.
She handed it to Su Dingheng and asked him to check it carefully. âFather, are there any mistakes in the account book?â
Su Dingheng blushed. âThereâs no mistake.â
âSince there is no such thing, does Father still want to take back my right to manage the household?â Su Yingxue blinked her big innocent eyes as if she had been bullied.
Su Dingheng looked a little unhappy. He glared at Liu Shulan with resentment. âSome people have evil thoughts! You should manage the household!â
âYes, Father.â Su Yingxue watched as Su Dingheng flicked his sleeves and left, revealing an obedient smile.
Liu Shulan panicked and quickly chased after Su Dingheng. âMarquis, please listen to my explanation!â
She did not manage to catch up to Su Dingheng and almost sprained her ankle.
Su Yingxue slowly walked over from behind her. She chuckled softly. âAunt, slow down. Otherwise, you might make another mistake. The gains will not make up for the losses!â
The cynicism in her eyes slowly turned into mockery. Liu Shulan bit her lip and blood flowed into her mouth.
Su Yingxue walked to Liu Shulanâs side. She was half a head taller than Liu Shulan. She bent down and faced her face. She had a calm smile on her face. âDoes it hurt to fall into this pit?â
Liu Shulanâs heart sank. Of course, it hurt to fall into this pit!
Su Yurou had lost face at the birthday banquet, and after she entered the manor, she was anxious to catch Su Yingxueâs mistake, wanting to take charge of Marquisâs Manor. Flowever, because she had stolen the fake account book and token, she had made Su Dingheng loathe her. Not only had she fallen into the trap that Su Yingxue had specially made for her, but she had even fallen and bled. Flow could it not hurt?
âEldest Young Miss, do you want to chase us out again?â Liu Shulan struggled to control her expression so that she would not look too embarrassed in front of Su Yingxue.
However, Su Yingxue said something that made her blood turn cold.
â1 just want to ask you, do you still remember my mother?â