Reborn and married in a swapped marriage, my aloof husband is too ruthless.

Su Jinxin rubbed her temples. The Yan family's estate ledgers were even more chaotic than she had expected!

"What kind of nonsense is this? Even scribbles are clearer than this!"

She couldn't help but complain. If it weren't for the presence of Old Madam Yan, she would have liked to throw the account books in the faces of those old accountants.

What does "several acres of land in the east yielded approximately several hundred catties" mean?

What about fooling the ghost?

Several old accountants stroked their beards, their faces showing an unyielding and unapproachable demeanor.

“Young Madam, these account books are kept according to the rules passed down from our ancestors. We are just following the old rules.”

The eldest elder of the Yan family chimed in, "Yes, Jinxin, this has always been the procedure for managing the estate. You've just taken over, so just get familiar with it gradually."

Su Jinxin gave a forced smile, "Elder, even ancestral laws aren't set in stone. Our Yan family is large and powerful; if our accounts aren't clear, wouldn't it be easy for problems to arise?"

Madam Yan coughed lightly, giving both sides a way out.

“Jinxin’s words make sense; the accounts do need to be clear and transparent. Here’s what we’ll do: Jinxin, if you have any ideas, just say them, and we’ll discuss them together.”

With the support of Madam Yan, Su Jinxin was secretly delighted, but she remained outwardly calm.

"In that case, I'll venture a suggestion. How about we reorganize these accounts, down to the yield of every acre of land and every single expenditure?"

The old accountants immediately erupted in uproar upon hearing this.

"How can this be! With so many fields, how much manpower and resources would it take to calculate down to every single acre?" "Yes, young mistress, this is simply asking the impossible!"

Su Jinxin remained calm and smiled faintly.

"Don't worry, everyone, I have a brilliant plan." She paused, then continued, "Instead of arguing here, why don't we go down to the fields and see for ourselves? Seeing is believing, isn't it?" With that, she stood up and walked towards the door.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. No one expected that this delicate young mistress would actually get out of bed herself.

The old accountants were even more incredulous; this had never happened before!

“Young Madam, this…” The head steward of the Yan family tried to dissuade him, but was stopped by a look from Su Jinxin.

She turned around, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. "What? You guys are too scared to go?"

Cui'er chuckled to herself, thinking how brilliantly her young mistress had used the tactic of "retreating to advance"!

Watching Su Jinxin's departing figure, Yan Cheng'an narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible glint flashing within them... He slowly said, "Let's go, let's go take a look too."

The sun was shining brightly, making people dizzy and lightheaded.

Su Jinxin, accompanied by Cui'er, a group of old accountants, and the Yan family's head steward, arrived at the Yan family's estate in a grand procession.

The old accountants complained incessantly. Accustomed to a life of ease, they felt that being suddenly put on the ground was more tiring than copying the account books a hundred times.

Su Jinxin, on the other hand, looked relaxed, scratching the ground with a twig and occasionally asking the tenants about their situation.

"Uncle Zhang, how much rice can you harvest per acre of this land?"

Uncle Zhang scratched his head sheepishly, "Young mistress, I'm not too sure either, but I'd guess it's only a few hundred pounds."

Su Jinxin's lips twitched. This "guessing" is really a traditional skill of the Yan family!

"Uncle Zhang, remember to use a scale next time, accurate to the jin (a unit of weight), so that we can better manage our land, right?"

Uncle Zhang nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

After walking around, Su Jinxin discovered quite a few problems.

Not only were the accounts chaotic, but the land management was also very lax, which explains why the Yan family's estate had always been unprofitable.

She returned to the Yan residence and reported her findings and improvement plans in detail to Old Madam Yan.

The old accountants whispered among themselves, "This young mistress is all talk and no action. Anyone can talk the talk but not walk the walk."

Su Jinxin seemed not to hear her and continued to talk eloquently, from refined management to performance appraisal, a series of modern management concepts that made Old Madam Yan nod repeatedly.

"Jinxin, you have such a bright mind! In all my years, this is the first time I've heard such a novel insight!"

The old accountants were dumbfounded. Could it be that the young mistress really has some skills?

Those who initially looked down on Su Jinxin began to look at her with new respect.

As night fell, the Yan residence was brightly lit.

Yan Chengan specially instructed the kitchen to prepare a table full of dishes that Su Jinxin liked.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the two figures sitting opposite each other.

Yan Chengan looked at Su Jinxin gently and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Su Jinxin felt a warmth in her heart, sensing his deep care.

She smiled faintly, "It's not hard work. It's what I should do for the Yan family."

After finishing her dinner, Su Jinxin returned to her room, where Cui'er was excitedly telling her about the gossip that had happened in the manor that day.

"Miss, you were truly impressive today! Those old accountants were all intimidated by you!" Su Jinxin smiled. "This is just the beginning; the real show is yet to come." She gazed at the dark night sky outside the window, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from the courtyard and stopped outside Su Jinxin's door...

Su Jinxin heard it clearly, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Even the pothos plant held its breath, afraid to make a sound.

"Who?" Su Jinxin's cold voice broke the silence of the night.

After a rustling sound outside the door, a timid voice rang out: "Young mistress, it's me."

The door was pushed open, and a woman dressed as a maid walked in, carrying a bowl of steaming medicinal soup.

"The old lady instructed that a bowl of calming soup be sent to the young mistress."

Su Jinxin's eyes flickered slightly as she discreetly sized up the newcomer.

Madam Yan is usually very frugal, and even when she gives gifts, they are usually practical items. Why is she suddenly sending her calming soup?

She took the herbal medicine, held it to her nose and sniffed it. A faint bitter almond scent mixed with the aroma of other herbs was not pungent, but rather somewhat fragrant.

"Thank you for your trouble," Su Jinxin said calmly.

The maidservant curtsied and withdrew.

"Miss, this soup..." Green Ivy hesitated, her eyes filled with worry.

Su Jinxin's lips curled into a cold smile. "It doesn't matter. This Yan residence is indeed a stage for everything."

She picked up the silver needle and gently tested it in the medicine; the needle instantly turned black.

"As expected..." Su Jinxin's eyes sharpened. It seemed that some people were already eager to make their move.

The next day, Su Jinxin's improvement plan was officially implemented.

However, the good times didn't last long, and bad news kept coming from the farm.

First, a large area of ​​rice seedlings withered and died, then the warehouse caught fire, resulting in heavy losses.

The old accountants started whispering again, and Yan Chengze, the seventh young master of the Yan family born out of wedlock, said sarcastically, "Some people are all talk and no action, all looks and no substance."

Su Jinxin ignored the sarcastic remarks; she knew that it was all done on purpose.

She secretly investigated and discovered that these incidents were all related to Yan Chengze.

It turns out that Yan Chengze had always been jealous of Yan Chengan. Now that he saw Su Jinxin being favored by the old lady, he was even more dissatisfied and secretly sabotaged her, wanting to see Su Jinxin make a fool of herself.

Su Jinxin quietly collected evidence, and then, at a family gathering, exposed Yan Chengze's conspiracy to everyone.

With irrefutable evidence, Yan Chengze was speechless and was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall by his mother.

Seeing Yan Chengze's disheveled appearance, Su Jinxin felt no pride, but rather became even more vigilant.

The Yan family mansion was a deeper pool than she had imagined.

After resolving Yan Chengze's issue, Su Jinxin's improvement plan proceeded smoothly, and the farm's profits gradually increased.

She began to establish herself in the Yan family and began to shine brighter and brighter.

A few days later, the Yan family held a small gathering, which was very lively with many guests.

Su Jinxin, dressed in gorgeous attire, gracefully moved through the crowd.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in her sight... "Su Jinxin?"

Su Jinxin raised an eyebrow. The person who came was none other than her "good sister" Su Xiaoxiao.

After a few days apart, Su Xiaoxiao's face had lost its former radiance, replaced by a haggard look.

It seems that life after marrying Xu Mingxuan is not as wonderful as she imagined.

Su Xiaoxiao walked up to Su Jinxin, her eyes filled with jealousy and resentment.

"I never expected that you would actually be able to gain a foothold in the Yan family."

Su Jinxin chuckled softly, "Thanks to you."

Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, "Don't be so smug, I won't let you get away with this!"

"Oh? Then I'll wait and see." Su Jinxin casually played with the jade bracelet in her hand, completely ignoring Su Xiaoxiao's threat.

This party became Su Jinxin's personal showcase.

With her memories of her past life and her extraordinary wisdom, she handled all kinds of questions raised by the guests with ease, winning everyone's praise.

Madam Yan praised her highly, calling her the lucky star of the Yan family.

After the party, Su Jinxin returned to her courtyard.

She sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, a confident smile playing on her lips.

The Yan family was merely the first step in her revenge plan.

In the dead of night, Su Jinxin lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

She thought of Yan Cheng'an, and his deep eyes, and always felt that he was hiding many secrets.

She decided to get to know him more deeply.

The next morning, Su Jinxin instructed Cui'er to inquire about Yan Cheng'an's condition.

Green Ivy accepted the order and left, returning shortly afterward with a hint of confusion on her face.

"Miss, the master's condition seems rather strange..."

Su Jinxin's heart skipped a beat. "What's strange about this?"

Green Ivy lowered her voice and said, "This servant heard that the young master's medical records are locked in the old lady's storeroom..."

Su Jinxin narrowed her eyes slightly, "The warehouse..." She got up and walked towards the warehouse.