When Lin Shan heard what Lin Qingyao said, the relaxed expression on his face immediately changed. Lin Qingyao also noticed the change in Lin Shan's expression and immediately changed the subject.

"Dad, Yao'er didn't mean that. Yao'er was just worried about Nan Xiaoniang's health. It's been so long, why hasn't Nan Xiaoniang recovered yet?

You don't know, ever since Nan Xiaoniang fell ill, there has been no one to take care of our house. A few days ago, a group of servants in this house were driven away by my sister.

The New Year is coming soon, and there are fewer and fewer people working in this house. When I came here just now, no one was taking care of father's yard!

If you ask me, our Pingnan Marquis Mansion really cannot do without Nan Xiaoniang. I just hope that Nan Xiaoniang can get better soon."

Lin Qingyao's words killed two birds with one stone, without any loopholes. Not only did she conceal her own ambition, but she also inquired about Nan Mingyu's condition in the name of caring about Nan Mingyu's health, and at the same time dragged Lin Qingye down.

Lin Shan obviously didn't understand what Lin Qingyao meant by this, but since it was related to Nan Mingyu's condition, he would not answer.

Lin Shan's frown relaxed a little, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Father has also thought about this matter. Mingyu's body is also the root cause of the illness caused by being the housekeeper of the Marquis' Mansion for so many years. Now Mingyu's body is no longer suitable for being a housekeeper.

Your grandmother has been ill recently, so why don't you hand the power of housekeeping over to your mother? Your mother is the mistress of the Pingnan Marquis's mansion after all, and I will feel at ease if she manages it."

When Lin Qingyao heard this, she immediately regretted what she had just said. She came here today to ask Lin Shan for some money to buy clothes, not to take control of the Shen family.

Everyone knows that without Nan Mingyu's dowry, the Pingnan Marquis Mansion is just a showpiece, and the steward can only put money into it but not get a penny in benefits.

Lin Qingyao quickly changed the subject and said, "Mother is not feeling well today. Father hasn't visited her for a while. Ever since my sister sent someone to forcibly come to her yard and took away Nan Xiaoniang's dowry, Mother has been ill for some time.

Let's leave the housekeeping to my younger sister for now. After all, she has been with Nan Xiaoniang for a long time and has learned a lot from her."

After hearing this, Lin Shan couldn't help but nodded and said, "Your sister is indeed a reliable person. You need to learn more from her in the future."

When Lin Qingyao saw that Lin Shan not only did not continue according to her words, but also praised Lin Qingye, she could no longer control her facial expression. She rolled her eyes and showed an expression of disgust.

Then he calmed down and continued to lead the topic to what he wanted, "Dad, since... Nan Xiaoniang has not been the housekeeper, the allowance has been much less, and Yaoer now has no money to make a new dress.

The winter hunting season will begin in two days, and Yao'er doesn't even have a decent dress."

Even if Lin Shan was slow to react at this moment, he could still understand why Lin Qingyao came here today. It was obvious that she came to ask for money.

Lin Shan knew Lin Qingyao's daughter. She was spoiled by Shen since she was a child, and everything from food to clothing and daily necessities had to be well taken care of.

In the past, when Nan Mingyu was the housekeeper, she always indulged them and basically gave them as much silver as they asked for. But now, the storehouse of Pingnan Marquis' Mansion is indeed a little stretched since Nan Mingyu's dowry was taken away.

Lin Shan waved his hand gently, signaling Lin Qingyao to stop pressing. Lin Qingyao immediately stepped aside tactfully. She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and kept rubbing it in her hands, looking a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Lin Shan was really at a loss. He sighed softly and said, "Father has always wanted to find an opportunity to tell you about this. The reason why we were able to live in luxury in Pingnan Marquis Mansion was all because of Mingyu's dowry.

Mingyu is no longer able to manage the household, so we can no longer use her dowry, and we must be more frugal in the future."

Lin Qingye felt both ashamed and annoyed at the moment, but she didn't care about all this mess. She only knew that she, Lin Qingyao, had been living a life of luxury since the day she was born.

Why did she, Nan Mingyu, have to change her lifestyle just because she fell seriously ill? Does it have anything to do with her whether Nan Mingyu lives or dies, or is sick or not?

Lin Qingyao couldn't understand what kind of magic potion Nan Mingyu and Lin Qingye, mother and daughter, had put into her father in such a short period of time. Why did her father keep calling Mingyu, Mingyu all the time?

Lin Qingyao couldn't hold back any longer at this moment. Tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. She couldn't understand why she couldn't use Nan Mingyu's dowry now.

Since Nan Mingyu married into the Pingnan Marquis Mansion with a dowry, her dowry naturally also belonged to the Pingnan Marquis Mansion. She had been spending Nan Mingyu's dowry well since she was born, so why couldn't she spend it suddenly?

The more Lin Qingyao thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but question Lin Shan, "Daddy! Yao'er has something I don't understand! Why! Why did all of Mother's dowry go to the Marquis' Mansion, and why did Nan Xiaoniang's dowry have to be taken back? Is it because Daddy favors Nan Xiaoniang more? Daddy is really so biased!"

After hearing Lin Qingyao's remarks, Lin Shan couldn't help but feel shocked and angry. He slammed the table in displeasure and scolded in a low voice.

"You are really getting bolder now. Where did you hear this? When did our Pingnan Marquis' Mansion ever use your mother's dowry? Besides, your mother knows whether she had a dowry when she married into the Marquis' Mansion!

"Which of your mother's food, clothing and daily expenses didn't come from my Pingnan Marquis Mansion? After she got married, she took money out of my mansion every day to support her insignificant brother. Has your mother ever mentioned this to you?"

Seeing that Lin Shan was really angry at this moment, Lin Qingyao immediately stopped talking and dared not say anything more.

At this moment, she was standing aside tremblingly, stirring the handkerchief in her hand back and forth nervously, and looking at Lin Shan cautiously from time to time.

Lin Shan didn't know why, but the more he looked at Lin Qingyao's expression, the angrier he became. In the past, Lin Shan only thought that Lin Qingyao's petty behavior was very lovable.

But now, the more he looked at her, the less presentable she was. In his mind, he couldn't help but compare Lin Qingyao, who seemed a little petty at the moment, with the elegant and graceful Lin Qing.

It would have been fine if there had been no comparison. After this comparison, Lin Shan immediately became furious. He regretted more and more that he had easily married Shen as his wife. She had taught such a good lady from a noble family to be so unpresentable.

Lin Shan couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed forward, quickly snatched the handkerchief that Lin Qingyao was stirring wildly in her hand, threw it directly to the ground, and stomped on it frantically with his feet.

"I let you stir it! I let you stir it! Stir it! Stir it! Stir it! It's not something that can be put on the table!"

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