Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich
Chapter 339 - 272 The Hush Money is Gone

Chapter 339: Chapter 272 The Hush Money is Gone

Mother was delighted, having just received so much silver, she could earn a hefty commission.

If the Tang Mansion didn’t know, they could report a smaller amount and pocket the majority of the money themselves.

She was fantasizing about the money, preparing to stuff the silver into her pocket, when she heard a man’s voice, the guard who had left and returned with those two young masters.

"You... you need to keep your mouth shut. Don’t talk about what you shouldn’t. If you don’t listen, not only will you lose your job here, but you’ll also find yourself thrown into jail!"

Half-believing the guard’s threatening words, Mother, for the sake of the silver in her hand, agreed with a big smile, ready to clamp her mouth shut for such a large sum.

"You must ensure that everyone here keeps quiet too, understand?"

"Yes, yes, rest assured, great sir, our girls here won’t gossip. However, there were some customers here just now. If the words get out, it won’t be on us, it’s none of our business oh!"

"Just manage your own mouths, we’ll deal with the others ourselves!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Mother still had a beaming smile. What was a minor threat? If they really had money and influence, they wouldn’t dare to speak out without being paid off!

Mother wondered who these two young masters truly were? A woman and a man, they didn’t seem to be together, a pity that those involved, including herself and the guards, had never been here before, so she couldn’t guess.

"You can only have part of this money!"

Before Mother could put the silver into her pocket, someone snatched it away—it was that female young master!

Meng Zhaojun had already descended the stairs and walked out the brothel’s main door. Thinking of Mother’s expressions and the hefty sum given by Shunyan, how could she let Mother gain an advantage!

Unwilling to let it go, Meng Zhaojun, despite being a Lady, paid close attention to a small sum of money.

A sum that made Mother beam with joy surely wasn’t small, Meng Zhaojun guessed. Shunyan, the young master from the Tang Family, was too generous; she couldn’t let this Mother benefit from his wealth.

Thus, she turned back, almost bumping into the person following her. Shunyan was also among them. As Meng Zhaojun went back in, he, vexed and with no choice, followed silently, not daring to call out loudly or reveal Meng Zhao’s name.

Meng Zhao’s own retinue had the same constraint; the Lady was disguised as a male, and the Madam had ordered them to keep her identity secret.

They could only silently follow behind Meng Zhao, curious about what antics she was up to this time.

Meng Zhaojun went up the stairs again and returned, attracting the attention of many onlookers.

Shunyan followed behind. Seeing Meng Zhaojun simply returning to the second-floor private room they’d occupied earlier, he thought perhaps she wasn’t pleased about spending money without enjoying the consumables, but since she’d already paid for the room, might as well continue eating and drinking there.

In Shunyan’s view, coming here wasn’t about indulgence. He hadn’t touched the sumptuous offerings earlier because those were meant for the kind of people who sought pleasure here.

It wasn’t that he looked down on his own business; he had already eaten his fill before coming. He felt he could swallow the food from another teahouse better.

Perhaps due to his youth, he felt embarrassed to linger here too long.

As Meng Zhaojun behaved so shamelessly, he endured the hassle and decided that this would be the last time he’d ever want to accompany her on such an outing again!

Mother’s smile froze as Meng Zhaojun snatched away the money bag. Her eyes widened, her face twisted. It was the first time anyone had snatched money after it had reached her hands.

In the past, generous clients hesitated to take tips back, concerned about saving face.

They feared being called stingy, especially by a favored courtesan.

But the person in front of her was a male-disguised Lady. Mother had just been warned, and with so many people around this female young master and the male young master, she doubted the brawlers in the brothel could win.

"Young Master, this money was given by the other young master!"

Having had all the money taken, Mother was far from content. Even though their stay was brief and they had rented a private room and ordered food, not eating still counted.

"Now, this money is for you. Did I ever say I wouldn’t give it to you? But don’t you feel the heat from holding so much silver? You shouldn’t take what you can’t... do you understand?"