You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

When Sheng Yuhua returned home, it was getting late.

As soon as she entered the gate, Sheng Yicheng was waiting for her in the yard.

"Hua'er."

It was strange, no anger, no anger, no slap waiting for her.

Has her father changed his temper?

"Father."

Sheng Yuhua was a little unaccustomed to suddenly facing such a kind father.

"Dad didn't expect your Aunt Rou to remember it wrong about the dowry."

Hearing this, Sheng Yuhua wanted to curse.

Who would believe me if I misremembered the dowry? That was not ordered at 01:30, it was so bad that Mr. Zuo was surprised.

"But you also know that our Sheng family is different from those aristocratic families, and our background is still not good."

Sheng Yicheng was just a minor official before, but later he worked his way up the ranks step by step in Beijing. The person who made the greatest contribution was his mother.

But no one expected that my mother would leave early. Since then, Sheng Yicheng has never been more stunning in talent and beauty.

Many people used to say that Sheng Yicheng made his fortune through women. Probably because of this, he hated his mother even more.

"Your mother had some dowry at that time, but our family's expenses have been high in recent years and we have spent a lot of money! Hey, even if our family spends all the money, we still can't get the dowry together."

Seeing what he said with sincerity, Sheng Yuhua nodded seriously:

"What does father mean?"

"Why don't we try our best to help?"

He had been taking stock of the things in the house today, and suddenly realized that the house was really poor.

"But King Han already knows about this."

"Aren't you going to marry into Prince Han's palace soon? Just tell him to withdraw."

That's really easy to say.

"Father, Yuhua doesn't know, you gave me one day, how much is left?"

Sheng Yuhua looked curious.

"Half."

Haha, what a big face. I want to steal half of her dowry.

"Did Father in the warehouse really count?"

"Everything has been counted, Lao Su, show the list to the second lady."

Butler Su hurriedly came over with the account book.

Sheng Yicheng thought Sheng Yuhua wouldn't read it, after all, she couldn't understand it either.

But he didn't expect that Sheng Yuhua would look through it properly.

"Have you ordered your eldest sister's dowry too?"

Sheng Yuhua took a general look, raised his eyebrows, and asked.

"This... Hua'er, your Aunt Rou prepared it for her. How can you count it?"

"What about Aunt Rou's dowry list when she entered the house?"

Sheng Yicheng's face froze, Yang Wanrou's dowry? Where is it?

Yang Wanrou was just a concubine, and she was not married to a matchmaker, so she hardly had much dowry.

"Look at my memory, I forgot that Aunt Rou has no dowry."

Fortunately, Yang Wanrou was not present. If she heard this, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood.

"Hua'er, don't mention the past."

"But I still want to see what dowry Aunt Rou has prepared for eldest sister? After all, the one my mother prepared has shrunk by more than half, so it is even less likely that eldest sister will have a dowry."

Sheng Yi sincerely wanted to slap this evil girl a few more times!

But thinking that Mr. Zuo was still waiting for his letter, he could only suppress his anger:

"There are only so many things in the house, nothing else can make up for it."

"father……"

Seeing that Sheng Yicheng was about to get angry, Sheng Yuhua suddenly smiled. She took a few steps forward, walked to Sheng Yicheng's side, and whispered:

"Heping Lane, I seemed to see the back of a person this afternoon, who looks a bit similar to you? Dad, is there really such a sweet person in this world? Why don't I tell Aunt Rou tomorrow and let her go and have a look."

This evil girl!

When Sheng Yicheng came to his senses, Sheng Yuhua had already walked away.

Looking at the woman with her straight back and elegant look, he seemed to see Yu Xiaoran again.

Only now did he realize that Sheng Yuhua looked more and more like her mother.

This daughter is rebellious and cannot be controlled at all.

No matter whether she marries King Mo or King Han, it will be of no benefit to his Shangshu Mansion.

Not as good as Jiaojiao.

Sheng Yicheng looked at the disappeared figure with cold eyes, clenching his fists and tensing his body.

Butler Su, on the other hand, stood quietly, his lowered eyes flashing thoughtfully.