They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 119 Is this intentional?

Zeng Xiaoyan's smile was sarcastic, as if she had ever treated her like family.

"Then please, Father, plead with Mother for me to be lenient and let me go. After all, I'm no longer in her sight, so what could she possibly be upset about?"

"you!"

Mr. Zeng raised his hand again, but this time, facing his daughter's slightly raised chin and clear eyes looking directly at him, he couldn't bring himself to slap her.

It takes two to tango. He knew his wife was also at fault, but she was his elder, his legal mother. As a concubine's daughter, what more could she want?

"roll!"

Zeng Xiaoyan turned and left without hesitation.

She left so decisively, so resolutely, and so quickly that by the time Master Zeng was stunned and thought she would turn back for a look, she had already disappeared.

Mr. Zeng suddenly felt a mix of emotions. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he was a little irritated.

What could Liang Mingliang and Young Master Zeng possibly have to talk about?

As soon as Zeng Xiaoyan came out, he rushed over from the other side, shouting, "Wife!"

As soon as Zeng Xiaoyan looked up, Liang Mingliang shouted, "Wife, what happened to your face? Did your father hit you? Why did your father hit you!"

Young Master Zeng: "."

Would it kill you to not speak so loudly? All the workers who were moving goods and cleaning were listening intently.

Zeng Xiaoyan was initially full of resentment, but upon seeing Liang Mingliang and hearing his loud shouting, most of her resentment and anger dissipated instantly, and she almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Of course, she couldn't laugh. She was clearly wronged, so what was there to laugh about?
"Husband, please stop," Zeng Xiaoyan tugged at Liang Mingliang's sleeve, her voice low but loud enough for the eavesdropping servants to hear, "Father didn't mean it."

Don't you care about your reputation? Don't you care about saving face? Respect isn't given by others; it's earned. Since they treat her like this, why should she "understand" and "be sensible" enough to protect their reputation?
Anyway, they never gave her any face.

Liang Mingliang was even more anxious, distressed, and angry: "Can't you talk things out properly? Why did you have to resort to violence? Even if they are elders, you can't just hit people like that!"

Through the doors and windows, one could vaguely hear Master Zeng's face as black as the bottom of a pot, clenching his fists and cursing under his breath. What kind of son-in-law was this? Birds of a feather flock together. This marriage should never have been arranged in the first place.

What's wrong with the boss? Why are you letting him spout nonsense and ramble on? Hasn't he said enough, or embarrassed us enough?
Are you suggesting that he, as the father-in-law, should go out and argue with his son-in-law?

Young Master Zeng finally lost his temper and stepped forward to scold, "That's enough, isn't it? If there's nothing else, hurry up and leave."

"Who do you think would want to stay here? You come here only to get beaten up. Who would want to come? You two are really father and son, both of you love to hit people!"

"When—when did I ever hit her?"

He never hit Zeng Xiaoyan. Although he looked down on her and disliked her, he was indifferent and disgusted with her. When did he ever lay a hand on her?

Is this country bumpkin really stupid or just pretending? He's really good at framing people; it's quite frightening.

"Pah! Wasn't that the case last time?" Liang Mingliang became even angrier when he saw him deny it, and he didn't mind reminding him, "It was Miss Zeng and her servant—"

"It's enough!"

Young Master Zeng was both angry and anxious when he saw that this guy was even dragging his sister into it. "We don't have time to entertain you here. We have a lot of things to do. Please, go back!"

"You won't let me tell you, so you remembered?"

Zeng Xiaoyan felt both pleased and relieved. Knowing when to stop, she tugged at Liang Mingliang's sleeve and said, "Husband, let's go. Let's forget about it."

The prescription issue isn't completely resolved yet. What if we really offend them and things get complicated again? Wouldn't Sister-in-law Zhichun have come all this way for nothing?
All three families are counting on their stall to make money.

Young Master Zeng's forehead veins throbbed: Forget it? What do you mean by forget it?

Forget it, he couldn't be bothered to argue with them!
Young Master Zeng felt utterly powerless and annoyed as they left. He then secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to enter the flower hall.

"father."

"Hmph, everyone's gone?"

"They're gone, it's quiet now. That scoundrel, he can't say anything nice, Dad, don't take him to heart."

"Ha, of course I won't stoop to his level!"

Even if you want to "test his knowledge," what can you do? He can hit his own daughter, so why would he hit someone else's son? The Liang family is clearly biased towards their own.

Thinking that even his daughter dared to dodge his slaps and was quick-witted enough to make him furious, Mr. Zeng felt a pang of discomfort and a vague sense of "getting old, getting old."

"What do you think about this?"

"Perhaps we should ask Mother and Uncle first."

Master Zeng nodded, but then suddenly remembered what Zeng Xiaoyan had said about only being allowed to call him "uncle" in front of him, and being punished if he did so in private. He felt a little conflicted.

He knew many things, but a concubine's daughter is a concubine's daughter. Could he turn against his wife for a concubine's daughter?

That brat isn't starving, naked, or homeless, and she's still not satisfied? Does she really think she can compare to her older sister? How can they even be compared?

Even if the wife is two parts wrong, she is eight parts wrong too.

"In short, persuade your mother and uncle not to mention this matter again, and not to do anything underhanded. It's just a couple of simple dishes; how much money can they make? Our Zeng family doesn't do things that would lower our status. Don't make a fool of yourself. Besides, you saw it yourself, didn't you? The other party isn't someone to be trifled with. If things really escalate to the point of mutual destruction, would that look good?"

If you can't stand it, then don't look at it; out of sight, out of mind.

Young Master Zeng understood the underlying warning in his father's words. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, as if Zeng Xiaoyan had won, he still nodded and said, "Father is right."

"I just heard that brat talking about your sister being a mistress and servant, what's that all about?"

Young Master Zeng was speechless for a moment, inwardly cursing Liang Mingliang, that idiot who was pretending to be stupid, "N-nothing—"

"explain."

"It was before my sister left that Wen and I were shopping with Mingzhu and we ran into them. Xiaoyan and Mingzhu were arguing, and Liang Mingliang interfered and started arguing too. So I left with Mingzhu."

"that is it?"

"Yes, you know that Xiaoyan has been like this since she was little. She's petty and loves to argue. Mingzhu naturally won't indulge her. And Liang Mingliang is a simpleton. What kind of nice things does he have to say? I didn't want to make a scene in the street and become a laughing stock, so I quickly took Mingzhu and the others away."

Master Zeng nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Young Master Zeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while inwardly cursing Zeng Xiaoyan and Liang Mingliang to the point of madness. Those two were utterly despicable; every time he saw them, they were a nuisance.

(End of this chapter)