mtl008 Chapter 182 Please
Chapter 182 Please
"Don't worry about them. If they can't find it, they will naturally stop looking." He never interfered in the affairs of Nanrong's family, but that didn't mean they could make decisions for him without permission.
Young Master, those are the old master and the master, Ming Liu had a bitter face, but seeing that Young Master Nanrong's face was as cold as frost, he did not dare to dissuade him anymore.
It's easy to deal with the old man, but the master is really anxious now. The eldest young lady's wife has just given birth to a great-grandson for the Nanrong family, and the eldest son is the son of the late eldest master, and has always coveted the Nanrong family's property. If in a few years, the great-grandson of the Nanrong family grows up, the future inheritance of the Nanrong family may be a variable.
The master is the third son of the grandfather. If the eldest master had not died early, the grandfather would have handed over the position of the head of the Nanrong family to the eldest master long ago, and it would not have been the turn of the master's family. Now the master has placed all his hopes on the young master, and is determined to let the young master get married as soon as possible and have his own children as soon as possible, so that the master can sleep peacefully.
Shen Qingyu returned to the main hall. She felt a little unhappy because Nan Rongyan asked her to be a maid, and there was a hint of anger on her face.
Without saying a word, she sat directly on the rosewood chair. Although she did not sit directly on the main seat of the Shen family, Shen Chuanhe was still standing, so as a daughter, she naturally could not sit down.
However, Shen Qingyu no longer took these things seriously. In the Shen family, she even scolded Shen Chuanhe, the head of the family, in person. As for other people, she certainly didn't care about them. The worst plan was death. But now it seems that she has more confidence. Not to mention that the thousands of new tea plants in Yuntaishan are still in her hands, Shen Chuanhe dare not touch her; even when it comes to Master Nanrong, Shen Chuanhe will be a little cautious.
Shen Chuanhe is afraid of death and loves vanity. Based on her understanding of Shen Chuanhe, after this incident, Shen Chuanhe will not do anything to her.
"Qing Yu, drink some tea quickly to warm yourself up."
As she expected, Shen Chuanhe not only smiled kindly, but also poured tea himself and placed it in front of her to please her.
"Thank you dad."
Shen Chuanhe is the head of the Shen family. In the Shen family, he is equivalent to the almighty king who controls the fate of everyone in the Shen family.
She had never seen him speak to her in such a humble manner, and even personally make tea for her. Shen Chuanhe must have bad intentions in doing this, but Shen Qingyu did not expose it. Under the jealous gazes of Aunt Liu and Shen Xitong, she took the tea handed to her by Shen Chuanhe without hesitation.
"Qingyu, Master Nanrong..." Shen Chuanhe's eyes kept staring at the purple bamboo flute in Shen Qingyu's hand, as if he had seen his favorite silver, his eyes lit up and greed was revealed.
Master Nanrong actually gave the Purple Bamboo Flute to Qingyu again. Was he planning to wait until Qingyu reaches the age of 15 next year before proposing marriage?
If this is true, then he has to hire more teachers to teach Qingyu. The Nanrong family is not an ordinary aristocratic family. If Qingyu marries into the family, she cannot lose face for the Shen family.
And when Xiao Yu reaches the age of 15 next year, which respected lady from an aristocratic family should be invited to give her the title of virtuous bride? Shen Chuanhe immediately began to plan. Once the Shen family marries into the Nanrong family, then in the future, the Shen family will be able to do whatever they want in Jinling Prefecture, and no one will dare to stop them.
Shen Chuanhe has his own plans. He is thinking about how to expand the Shen family and bring glory to the Shen family. He is also thinking about how to use Shen Qingyu to make a large sum of money and profit from it.
But how could Shen Qingyu not see through his tricks? When Shen Chuanhe was considering her value, she was also using Shen Chuanhe. Perhaps in this respect, she and Shen Chuanhe were the same, equally ruthless and cold-blooded, and would abandon anything else except for profit.
Shen Qingyu took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and deliberately placed the purple bamboo flute in the most conspicuous place.
"Okay, okay, I won't ask any more questions."
Seeing Shen Qingyu acting like a little girl, Shen Chuanhe could no longer fail to understand. No wonder Master Nanrong wanted Qingyu to send him out of the house just now. It turned out that he had other intentions.
Shen Xitong was punished to kneel on the ground, her beautiful face was full of resentment. If it weren't for the little bitch Shen Qingyu who stopped her, she would have married Master Nanrong long ago, and her father would not have treated her like this now.
"Master, Tong'er is still young and doesn't understand. Please forgive her this time."
Aunt Liu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and stroked her belly which had not yet bulged several times, hoping that Shen Chuanhe would spare her daughter for the sake of the baby in her belly.
"Please, Daddy, spare my sister."
Aunt Liu also knew that Shen Xitong had made a big mistake this time and completely angered Shen Chuanhe.
So, she secretly had her youngest son, Shen Youxing, brought to the main hall. Shen Youxing, who was five years old and chubby, was smart and sensible. He also knelt beside Shen Xitong and kowtowed to Shen Chuanhe, "Daddy, please forgive me, don't punish me..."
Seeing the tender voice and the crying little face, how could Shen Chuanhe not feel soft-hearted? After all, he was his most beloved youngest son.
"Xing'er, get up quickly."
Shen Chuanhe picked up Shen Youxing and coaxed him, "Don't cry, Xing'er, be good."
Upon seeing this, Aunt Liu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Shen Xitong even smiled provocatively at Shen Qingyu with a smug look on her face. "Dad loves Xing'er the most, and as long as Xing'er is around, even if she makes a huge mistake, she will be fine in the end."
This Shen Youxing is indeed the lifeblood of Shen Chuanhe. As soon as he arrived, Shen Chuanhe let Shen Xitong go so easily. If it happened to her, a severe beating would be considered light, but she might not even be able to save her life.
Shen Qingyu suddenly shouted, "Dad!"
Shen Chuanhe was so frightened that he almost dropped the young son in his arms.
Shen Chuanhe felt guilty after all, so he spoke a little weaker, "Qing Yu, your sister was confused for a moment, for Dad's sake..."
But before Shen Chuanhe could finish his words, Shen Qingyu interrupted him, "Dad, not only is my sister full of lies, she also slanders Qingyu everywhere, saying that Qingyu is illiterate and does not abide by etiquette. Dad, you have to stand up for Qingyu."
Is it that only Aunt Liu and Shen Xitong can act, and she can't?
Even if Bai Ying, the big tree, fell, she still had other chips in her hand, forcing Shen Chuanhe to give her an explanation.
"Master, the second young lady has suffered such a great injustice. If you don't punish the eldest young lady severely, wouldn't it make the second young lady heartbroken?" Following Shen Qingyu's suggestion, Aunt Xu also attacked Aunt Liu and Shen Xitong.
"Tong'er, apologize to your sister!"
Shen Qingyu holds thousands of new tea plants from Yuntaishan Tea House in his hands, and these thousands of new tea plants are related to the life and death of the Shen family. Even if Shen Chuanhe wants to protect him, he dare not provoke Shen Qingyu today. Otherwise, if Shen Qingyu goes for a fight to the death and everything will be destroyed, his Shen family will be ruined.
Shen Chuanhe intended to let her go, and Shen Xitong was not a fool, so she said reluctantly, "Sister, I was wrong, please forgive me."