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Seeing this, Sheng Hong quickly explained, "Young Master Jin specially wrote a love poem for our Hua'er, and promised Hua'er that he would be promoted and ennobled within one to two years. At that time, he would marry Hua'er in a grand and glorious ceremony. If he really gets his wish in the future, we absolutely cannot neglect Hua'er's dowry! Hahahaha..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ruofu looked surprised and asked in confusion, "Ah? Is Hua'er really going to marry Young Master Jin? But he is still so young."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Hong frowned slightly and retorted with a hint of displeasure, "Hmph, what a woman's view! What do you know? If he weren't so young, how could our family possibly have a chance? Once he arrives in Tokyo, countless prestigious families will be eyeing him covetously. Such a talented and handsome son-in-law is a rare treasure, even more precious than a wealthy bachelor!"

"I don't see anything good about him. He doesn't have Bai'er's scholarly air at all," Wang Ruofu said dismissively.

"Everyone else is already composing poems, and our Bai'er is still studying! Today, Bai Ye caused trouble, and Bai'er went out to stop him," Sheng Hong said unhappily.

"Why are you blaming Bai'er? What does Bai'er have to do with the trouble caused by Lin Qinshuang's son? She even ruined Hua'er's marriage. I think she just doesn't want the Sheng family to have a good time," Wang Ruofu said angrily.

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In the Sheng family's side room, Xiaodie walked back to her room with an angry expression. She was holding a burning, damp charcoal tightly in her hands, from which thick smoke billowed and a pungent smell filled the air, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Xiaodie was seething with anger, muttering to herself, insisting on going to confront the kitchen maid again. But Madam Wei, ever cautious since marrying into the Sheng family, quickly stepped forward to stop Xiaodie, taking the few pieces of jewelry from her hands—her meager dowry. Madam Wei sighed softly and said slowly, "Forget it, forget it. You're not good with words; how can you possibly win an argument with them? Why bother making things difficult for yourself and suffering for no reason? Just take this to the pawnshop and get some money."

Just then, Minglan skipped and hopped into the room like a cheerful little bird. As soon as she entered, she saw Wei Xiaoniangzi handing jewelry to Xiaodie. Immediately, she became curious and blinked her big eyes, asking, "Xiaodie, what are you holding in your hand?"

When Minglan asked, Xiaodie spilled the beans, telling the whole story. Minglan's face flushed red with anger. She stomped her foot and said, "That's outrageous! I'm going to complain to Father right now and have him order the kitchen to send us charcoal. How can they treat us like this? Why did they have to pawn my sister's jewelry? She barely has any left!" With that, she turned and ran out.

Seeing Minglan's angry expression, Madam Wei felt a warmth in her heart, but she also understood the implications. Both she and her daughter were already being neglected in this mansion, and if this matter were to alarm Sheng Hong, their future would likely become even more difficult. Madam Wei said, "Forget it. You're too young to understand the affairs of the inner quarters. Even if you complain, it won't help; it will only make things worse. Tomorrow morning, you'd better go to serve Old Madam Sheng as soon as possible. That way, you won't be bullied in the inner quarters."