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Chapter 221 Snitching is really annoying

With the power of managing the household affairs handed over, Aunt Zhao was indeed quite bored in the Marquis's mansion.

We can't just keep living like this, just waiting to die!

She made up her mind to do business with Chu Ruohan.

Before long, Chu Ruohan arrived as promised. The two exchanged a few brief pleasantries and then hurriedly left the Marquis's residence.

Throughout the journey, Aunt Zhao appeared somewhat nervous, lacking the ease she had shown during the last drinking session.

In contrast, Chu Ruohan remained calm and composed, occasionally discussing preliminary business plans with her.

However, Yang Zhaozhao found out as soon as they left.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

So that's what Aunt Zhao was planning. No wonder she handed over power so easily.

This matter could be put to use...

A moment later, Yang Zhaozhao straightened her clothes and headed to the residence of the Lady of the Marquis.

Upon seeing Lady Hou, she gracefully bowed and said in a sweet voice, "Greetings, Madam. I have important news to tell you."

Su Wanniang raised her eyes and looked at her calmly. "Get up. What is it?"

Yang Zhaozhao straightened up. "Madam, I just heard that Aunt Zhao and the young mistress went out together to look for a shop, as if they were going to do business together."

"As women of the Marquis's household, Aunt Zhao and the young mistress should have strictly adhered to the rules of the inner quarters. Yet now they are showing their faces in public to do business."

As Yang Zhaozhao spoke, she gently dabbed the corner of her eye with a handkerchief, as if she were truly concerned about the reputation of the Marquis's mansion.

"If this gets out, who knows what kind of rumors will spread about the Marquis's mansion? This will likely greatly damage the Marquis's reputation. I hope Madam will consider this carefully."

Su Wanniang sat in the main seat, her teacup in her hand pausing slightly. She looked up and stared intently at Yang Zhaozhao, who had already lost her composure so quickly.

It seems that Yang Zhaozhao is indeed a restless person!

She merely wanted to use her to suppress Chu Ruohan and Aunt Zhao, and ideally provoke their retaliation. She, in turn, would reap the benefits.

A brief silence filled the room. Su Wanniang's gaze never left Yang Zhaozhao's face, as if she wanted to see through all the scheming in her heart.

Yang Zhaozhao felt uneasy under her gaze, but she still tried to remain calm, with a submissive smile on her face.

A moment later, Su Wannian suddenly slammed her hand on the table, making a sharp "smack," and angrily exclaimed, "How could this happen?"

"This Aunt Zhao is getting more and more confused, completely disregarding the reputation of the Marquis's mansion! And the young mistress is joining in the nonsense too!"

This angry shout made Yang Zhaozhao's shoulders tremble slightly. She was secretly delighted, but on the surface, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to be frightened.

"Yang Zhaozhao, you did a good job in informing me of this in time," Su Wanniang said, softening her tone.

Yang Zhaozhao quickly curtsied and said sweetly, "It is my honor to be able to share your worries, Madam."

As she spoke, she secretly gloated to herself, thinking that her plan was already half successful, and she was looking forward to Su Wan Niang immediately punishing Aunt Zhao.

She was subtly stirring things up...

The sun was high in the sky, and its warm rays shone on the bustling streets.

I found a shop that I liked. The rent wasn't expensive, and the interior decoration was quite nice. It was right across from Yuanlai Inn.

Aunt Zhao was quite satisfied. She turned her head and asked, "Isn't this the inn where we drank that day?"

Chu Ruohan smiled, her eyes radiating confidence and certainty, and gazed at the signboard of Yuanlai Inn, saying, "Yes, you see, this inn has a constant stream of guests, with people coming and going every day."

"And high-ranking officials and dignitaries often gather here. If we open a pastry shop opposite it, as long as the pastries are delicious enough, those adults will inevitably be tempted to take some back for the women in their families to try. How could the business not be good?"

Aunt Zhao nodded repeatedly, her face full of admiration: "You're so smart! Unlike me, all I know is how to eat all day, I don't have your shrewdness."

Chu Ruohan smiled faintly and waved her hand, without responding further.

Of course, she wouldn't tell Aunt Zhao that her decision to open the shop here was far more than just about business.

The Inn of Destiny, Marquis Anyang, Su Wanniang, the marriage alliance between Marquis Anyang and the Su family, the Minister of Works—she seemed to understand…

After finalizing the shop, they immediately paid the deposit.

The two strolled around the streets for a while before heading home.

As soon as I stepped into the Marquis's residence, I saw Yang Zhaozhao walking towards me with her maid.

Wang Zhaozhao bowed, but her face showed a worried expression. "Young Madam, Sister Zhao, the Lady of the Marquis is waiting for you inside."

Aunt Zhao's face instantly turned pale. She subconsciously clutched the hem of her clothes and muttered anxiously, "Why did the Lady of the Marquis suddenly summon us? Could it be..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but her worried eyes revealed her thoughts.

Chu Ruohan remained calm and gently patted Aunt Zhao's hand, signaling her to stay calm. "Thank you for informing us, Aunt Yang. We'll be there right away."

Yang Zhaozhao's eyes were full of anxiety, and she looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't, "You all have to be careful! I..."

Chu Ruohan, however, was too lazy to see her. With that pretentious face, she pulled Aunt Zhao and walked quickly toward the Lady of the Marquis's courtyard.

Along the way, Aunt Zhao's steps were somewhat unsteady. She leaned closer to Chu Ruohan and whispered, "Young Madam, do you think it's possible that Madam found out about our trip to look for a shop?"

"I always said that it's not appropriate to do business in public. What if the Marquis and his wife blame us?"

Chu Ruohan remained calm and gently comforted her, "Aunt Zhao, don't panic. Even if Madam finds out, we have a valid reason. We're doing business to secure our future, and we haven't done anything against the rules."

Yang Zhaozhao must have tampered with things, but she wasn't afraid.

But Su Wanniang wasn't stupid either...

Soon, they arrived at the Lady Hou's courtyard.

Upon entering the room, one sees Su Wanniang sitting upright in the main seat, her expression unreadable.

"Meet Madam."

Su Wanniang put down her teacup. "You two are going to do business?"

Chu Ruohan calmly stepped forward, "That's true."

Aunt Zhao took a deep breath. The young mistress had done everything for her; she couldn't let her be implicated.

"Please forgive me, Madam. It's all my fault. I was bored staying in the manor, so I asked the young mistress to come up with some ideas for starting a small business. It would help pass the time and also earn some money for myself."

Aunt Zhao knelt down with a thud, "Madam, please forgive me..."

"Aunt Zhao, what are you doing? Get up quickly." With that, Su Wan Niang gestured to the nanny to help Aunt Zhao up.

“I don’t object to you wanting to do business; I can even support you.”

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhao's eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief. "Thank you, Madam."

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhaozhao stopped in her tracks, her foot already on the threshold.

Su Wannian raised an eyebrow. They still wanted to use her as a pawn? Dream on…