An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

It was still dark in the morning, but a group of people had already gathered in front of the steps in the front hall.

The housekeeper and several maids in the mansion were waiting in the yard early, their faces full of anxiety and uneasiness.

The housekeeper held the account book in his hand, and the maid held a note in her hand. They were talking in low voices, and from time to time they looked up at the empty front hall.

After a while, Liuli helped the gloomy-looking Peng out from the backyard. Peng walked in and sat on the chair that had been placed in the middle of the main hall.

Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten breakfast or was just grumpy after waking up, but there was a hint of impatience between Peng's brows. She glanced coldly at the people in the yard and said with a hint of displeasure, "What's the matter so early in the morning?"

Upon seeing this, the chief steward hurried forward, his face filled with worry, his tone filled with helplessness and complaints: "Madam! The money in the public account has long been gone, and the debt collectors come every day. I really can't refuse! If this continues, the reputation of our mansion will be..."

Before he could finish his words, the kitchen maid came up to him and started talking like a machine gun: "Madam, the kitchen hasn't paid for the purchases made last month, and the debt collector said that if you don't pay today, they won't supply us anymore.

If we run out of food, what will happen to everyone in the mansion?"

Then, the storekeeper spoke up, her tone filled with urgency: "Madam, there's talk of a harsh winter this year! If we don't place a deposit in advance, we won't be able to prepare charcoal for the coming winter. And the storehouse is out of cotton and other winter supplies. Do you want to buy more? If we don't prepare now, it will be too late!"

After seeing no one speak for a long time, Mrs. Lin spoke cautiously, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Madam, the second and third rooms have started making noise again. They are saying..."

When Mrs. Peng heard about the second and third wives, she became furious. Her brows furrowed, and her expression darkened instantly. Then she glared fiercely and shouted, "What did they say?"

Mrs. Lin was frightened by Peng's aura and trembled. She raised her head tremblingly, secretly observing Peng's expression before she said cautiously, "They...they all said that before you came into the house, there had never been such a situation in the mansion. It wasn't so chaotic, and life wasn't so difficult.

...He also said that if the family doesn't split up, the person in charge of the household finances will have to be replaced..."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Before Mrs. Lin finished her words, Mrs. Peng was already furious, her face livid. She suddenly grabbed the tea bowls on the table and threw them out one after another.

The tea bowl hit the steps and shattered into pieces in an instant, with tea and fragments splashing everywhere, even onto the housekeeper and several maids below the steps.

The yard suddenly fell into dead silence, and everyone was so frightened that they dared not make a sound.

The people at the bottom of the stairs quickly knelt down, lowered their heads, and dared not breathe.

The maids and servants standing on both sides of the door were so frightened that they crawled on the ground, fearing that they would be implicated and punished if they were a step slower.

Liuli was standing next to Peng, and she felt a little nervous when she saw this scene.

She hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and gently advised, "Madam, please calm down. Don't let your anger get you in trouble..."

"Get out!" Mrs. Peng suddenly turned her head, her eyes swept towards Liuli like a knife, and her voice was as cold as ice.

Liuli shuddered with fear and quickly lowered her head, not daring to say another word. She quietly stepped aside and knelt below Peng, secretly groaning inwardly.

The nanny stood aside, and seeing that even the most favored Liuli was being scolded, she didn't dare to move forward. She shrank her neck, fearing that she would become an innocent victim.

The entire front hall fell into deathly silence. Only the broken tea bowls and spilled tea on the ground silently told of the intense scene that had just occurred.

Mrs. Peng sat upright, her chest heaving violently, clearly furious. Her gaze swept coldly over the people kneeling on the ground, her heart awash with anguish.

The difficulties in the mansion could not be resolved overnight, but the complaints and accusations of these people were like thorns that pierced her heart. Especially the words of the second and third wives, which made her furious.