"Pfft..." Ye Ziâan just burst out laughing. The older son learned to make money on his own, did the younger son learn how to pamper his wife the same way?
"Dad, you understand, right?" Yangyang heard Ye Ziâan and turned around to talk to him.
Ye Ziâan silently nodded, he understood, he understood too well, the son had inherited his true skills from him, what else could he say?
"Mom, then could you trouble yourself to send someone to the Mu Residence for me?"
Yang Chuxia thought to herself, son, what if your Aunt Dongyang has another boy in her belly?
"Alright, fortunately I made a lot of mooncakes, Iâll have someone send them to you."
With that, Yang Chuxia had three portions made, one for the Mu Family, one for Prince Zhuangâs Mansion, and one for Old Mu and Linhao.
She specially instructed the person going to the Mu Family to make sure to tell them that this was sent by Yangyang for his wife to eat.
When Mu Shaoling received the box, upon hearing these words, he almost died laughing.
The whole family at Prince Anâs Mansion was happily eating the new flavor of mooncakes.
But there were two residences that werenât so happy, not only unhappy, but even a bit gloomy.
One was the Luo Residence. At noon, when Old Master Luo heard that Second Young Master Luo was thrown into a brothel, he was furious. He hurriedly went to find him, but the problem was, Capital City was so big, who knew how many brothels there were, how could he know where to start?
He thought of asking around at each place, but felt it was embarrassing. He considered having the secret guards investigate, but over the years, his secret guards had been almost depleted, only a few were left, either assigned to his eldest son or sent elsewhere by him.
Fortunately, one of Second Young Master Luoâs usual cronies came to tell him that he had been thrown into a brothel in the west of the city.
The people at the brothel were fast in action, and places like this, unlike a brothel, had visitors during the day.
So by the time Old Master Luo arrived, Second Young Master Luo was already playing with someone.
Having been fed that drug, who knew where north, south, east, or west were, only knowing there was a raging fire inside him.
The messy bed scene almost made Old Master Luo draw his sword to kill him.
But when Second Young Master Luo was awakened by a bucket of cold water, he wasnât grateful for being saved. Instead, he resented the interruption.
"Dad, what are you doing? I was just having fun."
"Having fun?" Old Master Luoâs face turned black, he directly ordered the person behind him, "Tie up this disgraceful fool for me."
"What are you doing, let go of me." Second Young Master Luo struggled against the servants, while saying, "Dad, why are you so angry? Youâre really something. How about you find a prostitute here to cool off? I didnât expect the taste of this brothel to be no worse than those young women."
"Bastard, shut your mouth." Old Master Luo was truly infuriated by him. Still saying such things at this time.
"Dad, stop pretending to be all proper, okay?" Second Young Master Luo chuckled, "I know you go to brothels too..."
"Slap..." Before he could finish, his dad slapped him.
Old Master Luo thought, sure, he played around, but he never played with men.
But his son didnât see it that way, and the slap left him dazed.
Yet when he regained his senses, he was infuriated, crying out, "Dad, you hit me? You actually hit me! I didnât do anything outrageous, just fooling around with a man. You sleep with two women in one night, I never said anything. And big brother, doesnât he also fool around with brothel boys? Why canât I?"
"Slap..." As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped once more.