Saint Ye Tells a Story

Zhao Wanqing was the eldest daughter of the Zhao Family. In the future, like Second Senior Sister, she would become the head of the main family.

But in terms of methods and temperament, being overly gentle and approachable made it impossible to hold the family business in hand.

Aunt Xin looked gentle, but when she dealt with relatives in Swallow Cloud City, she was remarkably swift and decisive.

There was Xiao Cui before, and now Qing Ya.

She could be cultivated into a trusted confidante, but the proper balance had to be maintained—both favor and authority must be employed.

"Do you suspect that Qing Ya has some problem?"

"I'm not sure, but I have a feeling. Tonight, it's necessary to first ask around about Aunt Xin's situation before making a decision. I thought that after coming to Dingyang City, we could happily play around for a month. I never expected the waters here to run so deep."

Yun Yao folded her arms across her chest and said thoughtfully, "Before I was put in confinement, Dummy mentioned that you were doing work for Prince Qi. What exactly are you supposed to do? Do you need your Senior Sister's help...?"

There!

As she spoke, she stretched out one hand, leaving Lin Heng somewhat bewildered.

"Hey! You don't even understand that? Helping requires personnel matters. Hand over some money!"

"Please, don't be such a money-grubber! The Spirit Stones Aunt gave me were already stripped clean by you and Little Senior Sister, and First Senior Sister and the others have found out. It'll be hard for me to explain if I give you more money."

"Besides, you've got tens of thousands of Spirit Stones on you—a bona fide rich woman—and you're still eyeing my little Wife Fund." Lin Heng looked at her speechlessly. Little