Chapter 2126 Willingness (32)

As soon as I stood outside, I could feel the invisible cold air creeping into my cotton-padded clothes.

The coldness pierced right into my bones.

Freezing to the heart.

After the young master had eaten his fill, the housekeeper began to report to him the situation in the house.

Including the number of servants in the mansion, the accounts of the accounting room, as well as the fields, houses and shops involved in the name of the general's mansion, etc.

Logically speaking, these things should be left to the male master of the house.

He lost his temper before, so he never had time.

Now that my mood has improved, I started to try to take over.

Although, I didn’t understand much at first.

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The young master was sitting in the study, flipping through the account books sent by the butler.

While turning it over, I looked out in the direction from time to time.

Although he didn't say anything, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was waiting for her.

Waiting for her to come back.

The butler saw this and said, "Sir, the general should be back soon, don't worry."

"Old slave has sent someone to guard the door. If the general comes back, he will report it as soon as possible."

The young master sat on the chair at the desk. Hearing this, his face turned red. He did not expect that his thoughts would be discovered.

Subconsciously, he argued without thinking, a little fiercely.

"Who...who said I'm worried about her? I'm not worried about her!"

"She...she comes back whenever she likes, I...I don't care!"

He really looks like a child, and it's really awkward to act awkward.

He had a straight face, looking deliberately nonchalant.

I thought others couldn't see it.

The housekeeper listened and laughed in his heart.

See through, don’t tell.

"Yes, sir."

She didn't refute.

Whatever the master says is what it is.

The young master snorted fiercely and flipped through the ledger.

I turned it to the front and took a casual look at it.

Then, suddenly it stopped.

"she……"

He looked at the page, pursed his lips slightly, and turned the page again.

I flipped through dozens of pages.

The housekeeper stood in front of the desk, watching and explaining.

"This is the betrothal gift prepared by the general before you and the general got married, sir. All of them have been counted and sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"But after you got married, the Prime Minister put these betrothal gifts in your dowry and returned them together, so these shops and mansions are all listed in your name."

"..."

So much, does she want to turn herself into a pauper?

The young master closed the account book and threw it back.

Fierce.

"I don't want it, give it back."

The housekeeper was stunned and said, "Sir, these are your dowry, should you... give them back?"

The young master raised his chin and said, "Give it to her, I don't want it."

"This..." the housekeeper hesitated, "Sir, a man's dowry cannot be touched easily."

"If you are wronged in the future, these dowries can also help you..."

"Are you cursing me?"

The young master suddenly turned cold, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"You mean, she will be disappointed?"

When the butler heard this, he quickly denied it: "No, no, no, sir, this is not what I meant. I never meant to curse you."

"Old slave, it's just - it's just -"

"Sir, you should understand the painstaking efforts of the Prime Minister. If I know that you gave all your dowry to the general, I'm afraid-"

"Hmph, I don't care what she thinks."

The young master is so spoiled and overbearing that he does whatever he wants.

Just do it if you want to do it, don't care about anything else.

He picked up another thick account book, which recorded his dowry.
Chapter completed!