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

Peng's tone was helpless and resentful: "The Marquis and the Crown Prince hope that I can't solve these problems. They wish that all my dowry would be used to support the Marquis' Mansion.

Why would they care about my difficulties? Rather than drag it out, it’s better to sell it and save myself the trouble.”

The Grand Tutor was speechless now. He understood that it was his responsibility that his granddaughter's marriage was not going well. It would be unreasonable for him not to support her now.

She had a hard time in the Marquis's mansion, having to deal with trivial matters and face cold stares. Although selling the property was a helpless move, it could be considered a lesson for the Marquis's mansion.

Taifu Peng no longer objected: "Since you have made up your mind, I will do as you wish. But you must be careful not to give anyone a handle. You will have to accept the loss of the fire sale, as long as you don't regret it."

Mrs. Peng breathed a sigh of relief and spoke in a gentle tone, "Thank you for your understanding, Grandfather. I will be careful and will never implicate the Peng family."

A complex expression flashed across Grand Tutor Peng's eyes, but he said nothing more. He knew his granddaughter had endured too much injustice to resort to this desperate measure, and he simply hoped the matter would be resolved quickly so she could live a peaceful life.

……

Jing Yi sat at the dining table, looking at the exquisite dishes on the table, but felt a little uneasy.

The girl had specially invited him to this meal. Besides him, there were only the girl and her family of three at the table. After the servants had served the food, they were all sent away early. Jing Yi felt like he was having a feast at Hongmen.

Sure enough, before they had even taken a few bites of their meal, Jing Qiurong spoke up: "Brother Jing, starting tomorrow, you will be moving to the capital."

Jing Yi's heart skipped a beat and his brows furrowed. The girl's plan wasn't to go to the capital, but to live there.

Why did they suddenly drive him away for no reason? He was puzzled and could only wonder if he had done something wrong to upset the girl.

Although the affairs of Daqingshan and the two villages have been arranged neatly and are on track, and are no longer so busy, there is no need to transfer him away so soon, right?

He felt somewhat reluctant, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, but he remained silent.

Jing Chunxi couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw Jing Yi being humiliated in front of his mother.

She always liked to see Jing Yi's helpless look in front of her mother, especially his usually serious and cold face, which was now full of grievance and reluctance, which looked particularly interesting.

Seeing Jing Yi frown and remain silent for a long time, Jing Qiurong knew that there must be some misunderstanding. She couldn't help but smile and explained gently, "Even if the butler is here, you really can't not go to the capital. I really don't feel comfortable if someone else goes."

These words were like honey, and Jing Yi's heart instantly felt much better. It turned out that the girl didn't mean to drive him away, but had something important to entrust to him.

He remained silent, wanting to hear the girl continue talking, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

However, before Jing Qiurong could continue, Jing Chunxi ignored his expectations.

He interrupted, "The shop and farm originally belonged to Pu Ge'er. Uncle Jing must do everything he can to help us buy them all at a low price."

Jing Yi was very smart and understood everything as soon as he heard it. It turned out that the girl asked him to go to the capital to deal with business matters.

He nodded and immediately said, "Don't worry, girl. I will do my best to get it done."

"I always trust Brother Jing in my work. But this time, things are a little tricky. You have to be careful when you go there. Don't reveal any of our information."

Who doesn't like to hear gentle and caring words, especially when they were spoken by Jing Qiurong? Jing Yi replied solemnly, "Don't worry, young lady. I will handle it carefully."

Seeing Jing Yi's straightforward agreement, Jing Chunxi couldn't help but tease him with a smile, "Uncle Jing, please don't let us down. If we don't do it well, Mother will be angry."

Jing Yi glanced at her and shook his head helplessly: "You girl." Then there was no further words.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became much more relaxed, and Jing Yi's reluctance vanished. The girl entrusted him with such a big task out of her trust in him, so how could he not take it seriously?