Dream of the Red Chamber: I can see the hidden labels of the beauties.

Lai Shengjia smiled obsequiously, but in his heart he felt that Jia Can was different. The current Jia Can really had the demeanor of a master of the house. He was authoritative without being angry and used both kindness and severity. He was completely different from the timid boy he used to be.

Lai Shengjia couldn't help but look up at Jia Can. He saw him sitting there, the candlelight reflecting on his young and handsome face, revealing a calm and composed demeanor.

In an instant, Lai Shengjia felt as if the Second Master Can in front of him was a completely different person.

He was secretly surprised, but dared not think too much about it or look any further. He bowed and took his leave in a hurry.

Upon entering the courtyard, Lai Sheng's wife waved her hand impatiently and shouted at the maids and servants who were still standing there:

"What are you still standing here for? Waiting to be fed? Get out of here, are you just making a fool of yourself?"

The maids and servants felt aggrieved and ashamed upon hearing this, but they were unable to refute it.

They came to search tonight on orders, arriving in grand style, but left looking disheveled. Not only did they find nothing, but each of them lost an ounce of silver and was even punished by having to slap themselves in the face. They truly lost face instead of trying to steal a chicken.

One by one, they lowered their heads and slunk out in quick succession, their steps hurried, as if afraid that staying any longer would cause some trouble.

Soon, the once noisy courtyard became quiet, with only the faint sound of the night wind blowing through the treetops remaining.

Seeing that they had all left, Jia Can reached out and picked up a piece of broken silver from the table, playing with it in his hand.

Watching the silver gleam in the candlelight, I couldn't help but sigh, realizing that money is an indispensable thing in any era.

Although he had planned to kill Jia Zhen and inherit the entire Ningguo Mansion, he had not yet succeeded.

This initial foray into business yielded more than half a year's salary in silver, which can be considered a modest success.

At least during the period when he fought back against Jia Zhen, he no longer had to worry about money, no longer had to tighten his belt, and his life was much better.

Thinking of this, a smug look appeared on his face, and he was quite pleased with himself.

He got up and walked to the cabinet, took out two money bags, one for copper coins and the other for loose silver, and carefully separated them.

Just then, the candlelight beside him flickered slightly, and Jia Can's hand, which was holding the money, froze. He became instantly alert.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze sharpened, and he quickly surveyed his surroundings before shouting in a deep voice:

"who!"

Before he could finish speaking, he realized that there was another person in the room.

The newcomer was dressed in a black outfit, with a tall and straight figure. He wore a black bamboo hat, and the black veil hanging down from the hat completely covered his face, with only the outline of his jawline vaguely visible.

Standing calmly in the room, it seemed as if it had always been there, appearing out of nowhere, silently.

The newcomer seemed quite impressed that Jia Can had noticed him instantly:

"Young master has such keen senses. Just as you were enjoying yourself and relaxing, you were able to detect my presence instantly. Such vigilance and keenness are truly rare."

After saying this, he took off his straw hat, which was the same shade he had seen with Jia Can at Baoguzhai during the day.

Upon seeing it was him, Jia Can immediately relaxed, a smile appearing on his face as he politely cupped his hands in greeting.

"Lord Yu, you are truly skilled. You entered the Ningguo Mansion without making a sound or alerting anyone. I admire you."

Yu Hui looked at him, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, and chuckled softly:

"This is nothing. The guards at Ningguo Mansion are lax. They might be able to keep out petty thieves, but anyone with a bit of skill can easily sneak in. It's not worth mentioning."

Then, the tone shifted:

"I should admire you, young master, for you so easily eliminated Jia Zhen's spies planted by your side by using the excuse of antiques."

"Just now, you put on a great show of restrained counterattack, giving those maids and servants a good slap in the face. Young master, you have excellent skills. I was just watching from the sidelines and couldn't help but applaud you."

Upon hearing this, Jia Can felt a slight chill run down his spine.

Judging from his words, it seems that he had already sneaked into Ningguo Mansion before Banmei was beaten to death and had seen everything that happened in the mansion.

Secretly alarmed by the elusive nature of the afterglow, he remained outwardly calm and humbly replied:

"You flatter me, Lord Yu. I had no choice but to do this. I did not mean to show off. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. But when you can't even raise your head, you have no choice but to fight back."

Yu Hui scrutinized him carefully, his gaze slowly sweeping over Jia Can's features. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke:

"I heard that you lived a rather humble life in the Ningguo Mansion, always yielding and being careful in everything you did, even worse than a servant."

"But the young master of today is exceptionally courageous and resourceful, completely different from the rumored image. I am truly curious, why has the young master suddenly changed so much?"

Upon hearing his question, Jia Can understood that Yu Hui had already thoroughly investigated his background, even knowing his past situation in the mansion. He couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, secretly glad that he hadn't rashly concealed anything earlier, otherwise being exposed now would have been unpleasant.

Without changing his expression, he pondered for a moment before responding calmly:

"It seems Lord Yu has thoroughly investigated my background. In that case, I will not hide anything from him."

"Three days ago, Jia Zhen, that beast worse than a pig or a dog, actually tried to lay a hand on me. I fought back desperately and managed to prevent him from succeeding. I even fainted because of it. When I woke up, it was already midnight. My whole body ached and I couldn't move."

"That night, I lay on the couch, reflecting on my past actions and the years I had spent walking on thin ice in the mansion. I realized that no matter how little trouble I caused or how little trouble I attracted, I could not escape being harassed and bullied."

"So I began to reflect, and I knew clearly that Jia Zhen, that beast, would never let me off the hook. If he didn't succeed once, he would try a second and a third time. If I didn't fight back, I could only wait to be bullied and humiliated."

Now that Yu Hui has thoroughly investigated his background, Jia Can no longer hide his experiences. Telling the truth will only make Yu Hui trust him more.

Upon hearing this, Yu Hui's expression changed drastically. His composure and calmness vanished instantly. He stared at Jia Can, both shocked and furious.

"What! That beast Jia Zhen actually... actually has designs on the young master?"

As he spoke, Yu Hui's face turned ashen, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist, clearly indicating his extreme anger.

Jia Can also looked solemn and nodded slightly:

"That's right. Just the other day, when I was taking a walk in the garden, I saw that princess wiping away tears alone in the pavilion. Remembering how much she had always taken care of me, I went up to ask her what was wrong."

"At first she refused to speak, but later she seemed to think I was sincere, so she told me about Jia Zhen's bestial behavior and asked me to go to Baoguzhai to find someone to spread the word."