Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 125 The Protagonist with a Wicked Heart

"The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water." This is the sentence that flashed through Ma Qing's mind. With his poor literary cultivation, he didn't know how to describe what he was thinking and feeling at the moment.

The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and she exuded a luxurious scent called youth. She stood on the street, like a lily blooming in the sun.

Her long, shiny black hair fluttered gently in the breeze. She was wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, which is no longer so popular now. She had a graceful figure with a slender waist but well-proportioned curves.

She stands there, and if you say she is stunningly beautiful, that would be nonsense, but if you say she is no less beautiful than those female stars, no one would object.

Ma Qing stood inside the shop and nodded secretly. Her appearance was indeed impeccable. She was fair-skinned, beautiful and elegant, and she was capable of both being in the living room and in the bedroom. But would such a woman really be willing to be the concubine of a landlord who ran a supermarket?

Ma Qing was doubtful. He found it hard to believe that he could really get a bargain.

"Boss Ma, come quickly. I managed to get the person here after much persuasion. Please meet him first." The third aunt tried hard to break the awkwardness and liven up the atmosphere.

Of course Ma Qing was not polite. He scanned this beautiful woman's body up and down with his eyes. For a moment, he did not find any flaws that he could not accept. This woman basically met Ma Qing's stringent requirements for women.

"This must be Mrs. Yan and Miss Yan, right? Please follow me upstairs. It's very rude to entertain guests in this shop." Ma Qing turned sideways towards the stairs and extended his hand as an invitation.

Several people went upstairs and entered the apartment where Ma Qing was temporarily staying. After they sat down, Mrs. Yan, who looked unwell, spoke first.

"Mr. Ma, are this building and shop all yours?"

Ma Qing didn't say anything, just smiled, walked into the bedroom and took out the documents. Ma Qing believed that facts spoke louder than words.

The mother and son were looking through the documents. The room was surprisingly quiet, with only the sound of flipping papers being heard. Ma Qing did not disturb them. Perhaps the mother and son were very nervous and were trying to build up their mental strength.

Finally, it was Ma Qing who broke the silence. "I heard from my third aunt that my aunt is sick. I wonder why..."

It was Madam Yan who spoke up again: "It's not a serious illness, just a weak body, and needs to rest."

Oh, it turns out to be a disease of affluence. To put it bluntly, it means that one cannot endure hardship and poverty, Ma Qing thought.

After Yan Luoqing finished reading the document, he turned around and looked at Ma Qing carefully. After a long while, he nodded resignedly to his mother and third aunt.

Madam Yan and Third Aunt's expressions relaxed at once, with a look of joy on their faces. Ma Qing thought, could it be that he had passed the test?

"It seems that my daughter agrees to this marriage, Mr. Ma. My daughter is outstanding in appearance, beautiful and intelligent, and has been educated and can paint. She is worthy of being anyone's wife, you see..." Mrs. Yan seemed dissatisfied with her daughter being a concubine. It was human nature. She could do it herself, but her daughter could not.

Ma Qing hated this kind of on-the-spot price increase. He believed that if he showed even the slightest hesitation, this woman would regard him as weak. Would he be controlled by a woman in the future?

Ma Qing's face suddenly became serious, and he said to the third aunt, "Third aunt, didn't you make it clear to people beforehand? Look, what you did made them come here for nothing." When the third aunt heard this, she was worried. This guy was a dog-faced person. He would change his mind as soon as he said something. He would get angry if he said something that didn't satisfy him. Rich people were really hard to serve. She also blamed Madam Yan in her heart. Didn't you agree to be my concubine? Now you are doing this to me.

"No, no, Mr. Ma, don't misunderstand. I made it clear, I made it clear. Mrs. Yan, didn't we agree on this before? Why are you like this?" The third aunt hurriedly explained.

Mrs. Yan really didn't expect that the young man who seemed easy to talk to would react so strongly to what she said. She was busy trying to explain, but was interrupted by her daughter beside her.

"Mr. Ma, please forgive a mother who spoke without thinking for her daughter's future. I apologize to you on her behalf." Yan Luoqing's soft voice reached Ma Qing's ears.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, let's not mention it again. Please state your conditions now. I am very satisfied with Miss Yan, and I will try my best to meet them within my ability." Ma Qing thought, if it exceeds his expectations, then they should just say goodbye.

Yan Luoqing's eyes became firm: "To be honest with you, Mr. Ma, the reason why I agreed to let Third Aunt come here this time is because Luoqing has few choices, my mother's health is not good, and more importantly, I know my own situation, and I am also a person who cannot endure hardship. But I still have a bottom line. So I want to make three rules with you."

Ma Qing was a little surprised. He originally thought that this woman, apart from being beautiful, was probably just a spoiled girl who was spoiled by her parents. However, he did not expect that this woman had a clear understanding of herself. Being able to recognize herself was already better than most people in the world.

"First, a gift of three thousand yuan, and the monthly allowance cannot be less."

"Second, although I am a concubine, I cannot be like the concubines in ancient times who could be given away by others."

"Third, I want the right to have children. I can't do it like in ancient times, where the first wife has to agree to whether to have children or not."

Ma Qing was straightforward: "The first one, no problem."

"Second, I, Ma Qing, don't have such a habit. I am a petty man. I don't have the open-mindedness of those literati and scholars."

"Third, I will always be the only one in charge of this family."

Ma Qing continued, "I won't give you any bonus. The monthly income of the supermarket downstairs will be yours. There are employees in the store. If you want to run the store yourself, just fire them and take an extra salary. But tell me before you quit. And the rent of the five apartments upstairs, oh, I think four apartments, is also yours."

"All the profits from this building belong to me?" Yan Luoqing's eyes lit up. Ma Qing felt that this woman was pretty much like this.

"A gentleman's word is as good as a whip to a fast horse. If you don't let me down, I won't let you down." Ma Qing said with great pride.

The third aunt interjected, "Wouldn't it mean that you, Mr. Ma, would have no income?"

Ma Qing said unhappily: "Don't I have any other property? Don't worry, your thank-you gift will not be less than a penny." Ma Qing felt that it was necessary to maintain some mystery, and did not explain his other properties outside.

Yan Luoqing and her mother looked at each other and nodded. Seeing that the two of them probably agreed, Ma Qing said, "You should be satisfied now. Now I have a few requests to make clear. This is fair. Rights and obligations must be equal. Don't you agree?"

{There won't be any heroines in this book, but there will be many women. Qidian's review is very strict, so it's better not to write it. I'm too lazy to fight wits and courage with the review mechanism.}
(End of this chapter)