studiobondurri Chapter 282 Attitude
Chapter 282 Attitude
Chapter 282 Attitude
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Shen Kun froze on the spot, feeling even more humiliated than when he first met Wang Shi!
He didn't bother to look back, and just kept driving the carriage away.
The purchasing manager shook his head helplessly from behind. As expected of the old man's grandson, he was really stubborn. If it were anyone else who saw this vast fortune, they would probably have shamelessly come to coax him.
Upon hearing Steward Cai's report, the Marquis of the manor was not angry at all; instead, he laughed.
"Hahaha, as expected of the descendants of the Hou family, their stubbornness is exactly the same as Zi'er's back then."
"Alright, alright, if he doesn't want to admit it, then so be it. Just don't tell anyone that my poison is cured, or that stubborn kid won't follow you anymore," Master Hou instructed.
It turns out that the toxins in Master Hou's body had long been cleared. If he, a pharmacy owner, were to die from poisoning, how could he face his ancestors?
He touched the glass bracelet in his hand. The luster on it showed that it had been touched by its owner for a long time. It was the bracelet that Zi'er wore before she got married. Since her death, it had become his only memento.
He remembered the dream. In the dream, Zi'er was still a young girl. She warned him to be wary of a man named Bai Mo, saying that he would poison her. Master Hou woke up from the dream in a cold sweat. It was from that moment that he realized he had been poisoned.
“Zi’er, you don’t resent your father anymore, right? Kun’er suffered too many grievances in the first half of his life, and I will not let him suffer even the slightest grievance in the second half of his life.”
Master Hou turned the glass bracelet in his hand, murmuring his longing for his daughter, and at the same time, a single tear rolled down his cheek.
In the dungeon of the Dali Temple, Bai Mo sat dejectedly on the ground. He had gone from being the heir to the Marquis's mansion, whom everyone admired, to an ingrate whom everyone hated. He still couldn't accept the change in his status.
He couldn't understand how he had been discovered. The Marquis's mansion was full of his trusted confidants, he had been so discreet, and he had kept everything perfectly secret for so many years. Now that he was about to succeed, he had been found out.
Bai Moxin felt no regret whatsoever, only remorse. If he could do it all over again, he would still poison Old Master Hou, but he would do it more discreetly.
"What excuse do you have?"
Lord Hou's friend, Registrar Guan, asked.
Bai Mo looked at the thick stack of evidence in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly. Ha, so he had already found the evidence. What was all his pretense these past few days? Was he just a clown?
Seeing that he remained silent, Clerk Guan felt sorry for his friend. He walked up to Bai Mo, looked down at him, and said with pity.
"Now I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. What other immoral things have you done over the years?"
"Kill me or torture me as you please, I won't admit my mistake," Bai Mo said angrily.
Was he wrong? He just wanted to escape his impoverished family, he just wanted to become the richest man in Beijing on his own. Was he wrong?
"But what about your parents? After you went to prison, do you think they'd still have the money to buy the best medicine? Do you think the capital would tolerate them?"
Bai Mo's expression was quite interesting. Yes, he could end it all, but what about his parents? His father also had asthma, and if it weren't for the best medicine, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night from coughing.
Seeing that he was distracted, the registrar immediately pressed his advantage.
"Master Hou said that if you are willing to reveal the name of the accountant who secretly sided with you, he will guarantee your parents' safety until they grow old."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."
Bai Mo suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter, realizing that he had actually lost, and lost so miserably!
"Fine, I'll write it. I hope he keeps his word," Bai Mo said, regaining his composure, though unwilling to give up.
"You have no right to negotiate." Clerk Guan looked at him coldly.
After receiving the list, the registrar left the Dali Temple satisfied.
He knew that Bai Mo was the one who had been questioned and convicted, and that he had only been able to secretly visit him because he had spent a long time at the Dali Temple. Now that he had the list, he could report back to his friend with peace of mind.
"What?! Two accountants from the shop in Luoyi have secretly switched sides with him?!"
After reading the names on the list, Master Hou was secretly shocked. This Bai Mo was really capable. He had never left the capital, yet he was able to bribe two accountants in Luoyi.
"Luckily you saw through his trickery, otherwise, wouldn't all the shops in other places have become Bai Mo's?" said the registrar.
"He is indeed capable, but unfortunately he is not a good person. What a pity."
Master Hou said it was a pity twice. He had initially taken a liking to Bai Mo because of his cleverness and ability, but he never expected that Bai Mo would only enjoy the convenience brought by money and never put his heart into the shop.
"No matter what, he's already in Dali Temple. With multiple charges against him, he might spend the rest of his life in prison."
Registrar Guan patted Master Hou on the shoulder to comfort him.
"I really owe you a lot this time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take him down so easily. Would you do me the honor of joining me at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion?"
"Get lost! How could I not know how upset you are? Treat me to a meal after you've cleared out all the parasites from the shop," the registrar said politely.
How could he not know that the stubborn old man was putting on a brave face? No one would be happy about this. He had painstakingly cultivated a successor for many years, only to have him put to death in the end!
"Alright, I won't keep you any longer. After I finish dealing with the shop and you leave the Dali Temple, I'll invite you to travel the world," said Master Hou.
The registrar didn't take it seriously, thinking he was just boasting.
Wandering the world? That's too extravagant. I don't have any extra money myself. I'd better stay in the capital.
Shen Xing'er heard about what happened at the Marquis's residence on the second day.
Overnight, Bai Mo's name swept through the capital, becoming synonymous with ingrate.
One should not be too naive or incorruptible.
"I never imagined the Marquis's residence would be so dangerous last night. That Bai Mo is really something. Why couldn't he just wait until the Marquis died? Why did he have to poison him?"
Shan Tao held Shen Xing'er's hand as they climbed the mountain, panting, while still gossiping.
"I heard that his biological parents are old and won't live to see the day when Master Hou gets old, otherwise why would they be so desperate?"
Shen Xing'er had no good feelings towards the man who had almost killed her great-grandfather, so she spoke rudely.
"Let's not talk about him anymore. Xing'er, are you thirsty? Where can I buy flower tea? Would you like a bowl?" Shan Tao was very thirsty from climbing and turned her head to see the stall next to her.
"Then let's take a break."
Shen Xing'er softened at the pleading look in Shangshan Tao's eyes.
"Hey boss, two bowls of rose tea, please."
Shan Tao pulled Shen Xing'er to sit down.
"Alright, ladies, please have a seat." The stall owner didn't even look up; business was good today, so his tone was naturally friendly.
In Shan Tao's words, this is the "attitude" that Shen Xing'er often emphasizes in the shop.