Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 1255: Get Out

Editor: Henyee Translations

Ms. Qin’s reaction was swift. She instinctively shielded her face and began sobbing, her emotions appearing more like anger and sorrow than panic.

Zhao Shu, on the other hand, responded with a contemptuous sneer, oozing sarcasm.

He had no intention of engaging in an argument with them. If his father became suspicious, mere excuses wouldn’t suffice to divert his attention. It was nothing short of a fantasy.

Zhao Ye, with a cynical tone, interjected, “Third Brother, don’t attempt to change the subject. Surely, you haven’t squandered all the money?”

Zhao Mu turned his gaze towards Zhao Shu, fully expecting a response.

Zhao Shu remained composed, determined to address this issue head-on. Zhao Ye’s unexpected visit held deeper implications, and he wasn’t about to let it slide.

“It’s inconsequential how much money I possess, and it certainly doesn’t concern you! Even if I did spend it all, that’s my prerogative. What does it matter to you? If you’re envious, why not scrounge up a couple of million yuan for yourself? Oh, wait, you can’t, can you? Because you’re penniless!”

Zhao Ye bit his lip, struggling to contain his anger. He reminded himself that his father would surely reprimand his Third Brother.

Growing impatient, Zhao Mu prioritized his silk and weaving enterprises, brushing aside other matters. It was evident that his Third Son had lost his composure today. As long as Ms. Qin and her son were present, he intended to deliver a message to them.

With a stern tone, Zhao Mu addressed Ms. Qin and Zhao Ye, “You may leave now.”

Ms. Qin trembled, and Zhao Ye was taken aback by his father’s abrupt decision.

The mother and son experienced a blend of humiliation and anger while also harboring an underlying sense of fear.

The notion of not allowing them to eavesdrop left them perplexed. Could it be that the Old Master intended to bestow a significant role upon Zhao Shu?

However, Zhao Shu didn’t dwell on such thoughts; he remained indifferent to Zhao Mu’s plans. What mattered most to him was the satisfaction of seeing Zhao Mu dismiss the mother and son.

“Concubine Qin, are you hard of hearing? I explicitly instructed you to leave!”

Zhao Mu remained silent, torn between his son’s abrupt command and the presence of Ms. Qin and Zhao Ye, who stood bewildered.

Zhao Ye snorted dismissively in an attempt to defend himself. “Dad wants to have a private conversation with you, showing you respect, Mom. Let’s go!”

Zhao Shu retorted bluntly, “Just leave already!”

With clenched teeth, Zhao Ye held back further comments and departed with Ms. Qin, his face dark with frustration. However, both mother and son appeared disoriented by the sudden turn of events.

Zhao Mu had initially requested everyone’s departure, but Zhao Shu insisted on retaining Uncle Qing’s presence. Zhao Mu had no intention of engaging in a protracted argument; he simply needed funds, and that’s what he asked of Zhao Shu.

Smiling faintly, Zhao Shu explained, “A total of 1.8 million liang. I collaborated with someone to trade horses, sheep, and hides in the northern regions. I contributed the initial capital, while another party invested 1 million liang. The remaining 800,000 liang was used for expenses.”

Zhao Mu, growing increasingly irritated by his son’s demeanor, narrowed his eyes and maintained a stoic expression, unsure whether to believe his account.

Undeterred by the bleak circumstances, Zhao Shu chuckled. “Dad, you trust me, right? Well, if you don’t, there’s not much I can do. The fact remains that we’re left with no money.”

Zhao Mu’s breath quickened, and he sneered in response, “Regardless, I’m certain you’re telling the truth. Zhao Shu, don’t think I can’t deal with you!”

“Never forget that you’re still a part of the Zhao Family! If you continue to act so selfishly and callously, I won’t spare a single penny of our assets for you!”