Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Quanlu lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, but this could be considered as tacit agreement.

Shao Linshen chuckled, but didn't make things difficult for his followers.

His "sister-in-law" really went to great lengths to save people!

You only found out you were pregnant after three months? You're kidding me!

How could you not know if your period has come or not?

How come the original owner of this body didn't faint even when her buttocks were beaten badly in her previous life, but she fainted easily now?

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Inside Taoran Courtyard, the servants were all very well-behaved at this moment. When they saw their master return, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him.

Seeing that they were sensible, Shao Linshen did not deliberately cause trouble. He simply ordered Quanfu and Quanlu to guard outside the door, while he went to the bedroom to retrieve the IOU from the hidden compartment. He then turned around and led his men to the main courtyard to find the old man.

"At a time like this, why aren't you having your meal in your own courtyard? What are you trying to do here with your father?"

Inside the study, Marquis Le'an had just dismissed the servant who delivered the message when his third son came running in to disturb the peace.

Recalling the fact that his illegitimate son had been wrongly accused during the day, Marquis Le'an coughed uncomfortably, put down the book in his hand, and said with a stern face:

"If you were more obedient and diligent in your studies, people wouldn't immediately think of you when something happens. Consider this a lesson for you. Go back and reflect on your actions."

After saying this, Marquis Le'an waved for his men to leave.

Shao Linshen knew that this old man had no kind words, and seeing that he didn't have a good look on his face, he didn't bother to pretend to be a filial son. With a "thud," he threw the pile of documents in his arms onto the table.

Before the other party could ask a question, he spoke first:

“You’re right. I’m not ambitious, so I deserve to be wronged. Gentlemen like my elder brothers would never stoop to borrowing money and not paying it back.”

“These IOUs range from tens to hundreds of taels of silver. They were all taken from me by the two of them. What do you think we should do about this?”

Why is it that even though the original owner's maternal family were all merchants, and the Chen family often gave her money to spend, there were still people in the Marquis's mansion who believed that the original owner would steal money?

Aside from the fact that the original owner liked buying antiques and calligraphy, wasn't it just that his two elder brothers were taking advantage of him and trying to scam him?

The masters of the Marquis's mansion only receive a dozen or so taels of silver a month, which is hardly enough for the young masters who are used to spending money lavishly.

The original owner of this body, being an unlucky fellow, became their money bag. Although it was called a loan, the two elder brothers never paid back a single copper coin.

However, since the original owner and her son lived under Xu's nose, and Marquis Le'an was used to turning a blind eye, the original owner still had to give in even though she knew she was being taken advantage of.

The time-traveling woman thought they were coveting the Marquis's estate, unaware that the mansion had long since become an empty shell.

If it weren't for the dowry that Aunt Chen brought in, the household would have had to start pawning its belongings to maintain appearances.

Marquis Le'an was naturally aware of his sons' private schemes, but he hadn't expected this illegitimate son to bring it to his attention. He was momentarily embarrassed and could only slam his fist on the table in shame and anger.

“This is a private matter between you brothers. If you don’t want to lend it, can they force you? Now they’ve even come to me, your father. Do you still understand what brotherly love and respect are?”

"Whether he was forced or not, who gave him the right to speak? You've already said that he's good-for-nothing, so what does he know about brotherly love and respect? Why don't you demonstrate it to him?"

Shao Linshen retorted, leaving the other person speechless. Seeing that the man was getting impatient, he finally said:

"Don't worry, if I wanted to complain to you, would I have waited until today?"

He didn't have any expectations of this old man anyway. He only came here to ask him to let Aunt Chen go back, and to get some benefits in return.

At that moment, Shao Linshen picked up the stack of IOUs and tore them to shreds in front of the other party.

Only then, amidst the old man's surprise and uncertainty, did he state his request:

First, he wanted his aunt to cook him a bowl of plain noodles. He had been wronged today and just wanted to eat some food made by his own mother. Other dishes didn't suit his taste and he couldn't eat them.

Secondly, he wanted to go to the storeroom to pick out a piece of calligraphy or painting. Nothing outside was as good as what he had at home. He had already torn up his brothers' IOUs, so it wouldn't be too much to ask for something in return, right?

Under the intense gaze of his rebellious son, how could Marquis Le'an possibly say no?

He immediately ordered his attendant to go to the Buddhist hall and make sure to send Aunt Chen back to Qishuang Garden so that he could properly cook a bowl of noodle soup for this unfilial son.

'Pah, that bastard always plays dumb. Brother Shen, listen to this, he actually knew that Madam Xu had summoned people to the Buddhist hall to torture them.'

Pangu Banner was furious inside his sea of ​​consciousness, and even came out and jumped around on Marquis Le'an's head, wishing he could slap the old man across the face.

This made Marquis Le'an feel a chill on his head, but when he looked up, he found nothing unusual.

"Alright, you already know what kind of people they are. Anyway, those agreements will be worthless soon, so we might as well ask for some benefits now."

Shao Linshen already knew the family's character, so he wasn't surprised. He simply followed the steward to the storeroom.

Looking at the room full of rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and the boxes of gleaming silver in the corner, Shao Linshen's eyebrows curved into a smile, and he was completely devoid of anger.

Seeing that Butler Wang was staring at him like a shadow, Shao Linshen was not annoyed. He just secretly gave a wink to the Pangu Banner floating in mid-air, and saw that the other party had "covered" the old man's eyes.

Shao Lin waved his hand in front of the other party, and when he found no reaction, he brazenly emptied the warehouse of almost everything.

Only some large items such as screens, shelves, and boxes were left lying around as a makeshift decoration.

After the matter was over, Shao Linshen leisurely held up a painting and calligraphy scroll, walked up to Steward Wang, and said with a bright smile:

"Uncle Wang, I want this one. Please check the other items to make sure we don't forget anything valuable, or we might end up accusing someone else."

Butler Wang looked embarrassed, knowing that he had offended this person when he went to Taoran Courtyard last time, and the other party still held a grudge against him.

So he quickly tried to cover it up:

"Young Master, you jest. This old servant watched the whole process; nothing bad will happen. Now that you've finished your selection, this old servant will take notes."

As he spoke, the man pointed to the warehouse ledger he was holding.

Shao Lin knew he was being urged, so he casually gave a reply and then decisively walked away.

Butler Wang was puzzled when he saw that the man hadn't caused any trouble. He wondered why this man had made such a fuss and actually wanted a painting and calligraphy to take back. It was really strange.

Shaking his head, Butler Wang quickly closed the storeroom door, locked it with a brass lock, and left with the account books, completely unaware that the books in his arms had been switched.

Meanwhile, in the main courtyard, when Madam Xu heard that Consort Chen had been taken away by the Marquis, she was so angry that she swept the dishes on the table to the ground, wishing she could get rid of the troublesome mother and son immediately.

"No wonder the Marquis didn't come tonight; that wretch must have tricked him again."

"My poor Xuan'er got beaten up for nothing. If it weren't for the fact that his eldest daughter-in-law was pregnant, who knows how much more he would have suffered."

Xu smashed the furnishings in the room to pieces as if she were in a madman, cursing angrily incessantly, and didn't rest all night.

However, Xu was not the only one who couldn't sleep tonight.

Osmanthus Lane, inside the Chen family residence.

The entire Chen family was gathered together, unable to fall asleep.

The second son of the Chen family sat on the lower right, looking at his solemn-looking father and eldest brother. After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke:

"Could it be that Lin Shen made a mistake? That kid is always so unreliable; maybe he heard something from somewhere and took it seriously?"

This is a serious matter; they cannot simply believe that kid's one-sided story.