Mr. Zhuang sat on the master's chair, glared at the ladies, and said majestically...

"What's the explanation? The sign of Taiwei Mansion is the explanation, and the official position of Lord Taiwei is the explanation. Our banker cannot afford to offend the imperial officials."

"So, this matter can only be like this. Don't mention it again in the future."

"Also, after Huo Yirong comes in, don't embarrass her, otherwise you won't make Mr. Taiwei unhappy."

"Besides, our banker has a big business, can't we accommodate one more person?"

"This..." The five ladies looked at each other. It was not that they could not tolerate one more person, but that they could not tolerate the addition of a new love to the master, a young and beautiful woman.

If Huo Yirong gives birth to a son and tricks the master into leaving all the family property to her son, wouldn't they have spent their whole lives in vain and ended up in vain?

The five ladies were also great beauties when they were young, but now they are old and frail, with a sense of crisis, and they also have long-term considerations.

Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and said...

"This matter is settled, you all, please step aside."

The five wives did not dare to offend Mr. Zhuang. After all, he was the head of the family and was in charge of the family's financial power.

If it pisses him off.

Deducting a month is a small matter, but it is a big deal that the sons cannot inherit the family business.

So, they had no choice but to take the maid and leave angrily.

A few days later.

A big red sedan chair carried Huo Yirong into the banker's house.

The Taiwei Mansion did not even hold a grand banquet, but simply married off the eldest daughter in a sedan chair.

Everyone thought that the reason why the Taiwei did this was because Huo Yirong was indiscreet and cuddling with Mr. Zhuang on the street, and the Taiwei wanted to lose face.

That’s why I did it.

In fact, the real reason was that Huo Yirong spent a lot of money on the wealth ointment. The Taiwei was worried that the Taiwei's house would go bankrupt, so he rushed to marry her off.

Banker.

hall.

The white-haired Mr. Zhuang, wearing a bright red robe, stood together with Huo Yirong, who was also wearing a wedding dress.

The matchmaker was dressed in fancy clothes, holding a big sunflower fan in her hand and a big red flower on her head. She stood aside and shouted with a smile on her face...

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Second, I pay my respects to my parents." Mr. Zhuang's parents have passed away long ago, so he can only pay homage to the memorial tablet.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber."

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yirong was sent into the room.

The Zhuang Mansion is different from the deserted Taiwei Mansion. There are crowds of people everywhere and guests like clouds.

Mr. Zhuang dressed in groom's clothes and entertained the guests warmly.

The five ladies sat nearby and watched this scene angrily.

The eldest lady sighed and said: "Second sister, third sister, fourth sister, fifth sister, do you still remember? The master was not so happy when he married us before. How much money will be spent on such a generous banquet with so many guests? ?”

"Look, those guests are all officials from the DPRK and China, as well as business people and people from all walks of life. They are all there."

The second lady curled her lips and said, "That's right. She's just a little bitch, but she's worthy of a big fight."

Suddenly, the third lady covered her mouth and started giggling. She laughed so hard that all the fat in her body was shaking and she couldn't stop.

The other ladies looked at her, confused, looked at each other, and asked in unison...

"Third Sister (Third Sister), why are you laughing?"

"Is it possible that the master married a new wife and you were stimulated?"

The third lady stopped laughing and said...

"Sisters and sisters, have you forgotten? According to the old rules, that little bitch Huo Yirong will serve tea to us sisters tomorrow morning. If you don't like her, tomorrow morning...ah hahaha …”

"The master hasn't gotten up yet at that time, so you can play whatever you want, hahaha..."

After finishing speaking, the third lady let out another burst of triumphant laughter.

The ladies suddenly understood, and their previous depression was gone. They stood up one after another and greeted the guests who came to congratulate them. They looked like ladies and were extremely elegant.

At first, Mr. Zhuang was worried that the ladies would cause trouble, but later he saw that they were helping to greet the guests and were so understanding, and he finally felt relieved.

Although Huo Yirong was dissatisfied with Mr. Zhuang's old age, he couldn't change the matter at this point and could only accept his fate.

The maid Xiaohong stood by the window and glanced outside, then said with a smile...

"Miss, it seems that Mr. Zhuang still values ​​you very much. Look, many guests were invited to the wedding banquet. Even the court officials came. Compared to our Taiwei's mansion, which is deserted, there is not even a single guest. Not to mention, not even a dowry..."

At this point, she noticed that Huo Yirong's face looked ugly. She realized that she had said the wrong thing and stopped quickly.

Huo Yirong had already taken off her red hijab and was yawning non-stop. She had no choice but to take Fugui Cream for two days and became addicted again. She yawned and said angrily...

"Dad is so cruel. He gave me away with a dowry of several hundred taels of silver. If my mother had been alive, I would not have fallen into this situation."

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