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This statement actually makes a lot of sense.
Consider the lanterns that the prominent families in the city wish for; surely they can't be lit by their own family members, right? They just casually instruct a servant to do it, and it seems the immortal doesn't mind at all.
Sun Rongniang quickly came to this realization, her gaze towards the red lanterns shifting as she thought about that couple still indulging in their romance in the backyard. Grabbing a fire stick, she rushed over.
The man saw her approaching and found her annoying. His gaze was like a needle, having been pricked too many times to feel pain anymore. Sun Rongniang's expression was wooden as she stopped two steps away from him, tossing the fire stick at him. "From now on, you can light this lantern yourself."
He flung the fire stick to the ground. "Sun Rongniang! You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You can't stand to see me well and keep showing up to disgust me! Remember, this establishment is mine. I took pity on you when you had nowhere else to go and kindly took you in. If you can't even handle this little task, then get lost! I don't keep idle people here!"
Idle people?!
Sun Rongniang had initially retained a fair amount of patience, but his merciless words drained it completely. Idle people? She laughed in anger. "You, a freeloader, dare to call me idle?!"
"Sun Rongniang, who gave you the audacity to talk back!"
She stepped forward and grabbed his collar.
Logically speaking, there should be a significant difference in strength between men and women; how could she lift him so easily? But he had been bedridden for several years. Even though he had recovered months ago, his body was still weak. Coupled with the fact that he had spent these months indulging in pleasures, he was left feeling drained.
Sun Rongniang had been managing everything on her own; to gain respect, she worked hard, chopping wood and fetching water while cooking large meals. Though she appeared frail, she had developed strong muscles.
Thus, despite the disparity in their physical strengths, she easily held him down. The man was surprised and looked at her with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Lin Feng! Don't forget that your life was saved by me! Without me, you'd have long been a pile of bones!"
Initially, she thought saving his life would make up for the kindness he once showed her. If things escalated like this, she would accept it and leave for another place when her heart turned cold.
But why should it be her retreating? If it weren't for her efforts, this establishment would have ceased to exist long ago. How dare he say he supports her! Lin Feng, everything you eat and use was earned by me! It's one thing not to be grateful; how can you still have the face to disdain me?
Lin Feng felt humiliated and angry. "You fierce woman! What nonsense are you spouting? You show your face everywhere! You don't uphold your duties as a wife! You’re worthless! I will definitely divorce you! Get out of my inn!"
The commotion in the backyard attracted quite a few onlookers. It was past mealtime with few guests around, but many staff members from the inn gathered around.
Most of their gazes were filled with sympathy for Sun Rongniang, while many others looked at Lin Feng with disdain.
Still fuming, Sun Rongniang retorted, "Get out? What qualifications do you have to tell me that? I forgot to mention that during those years when you were gravely ill, I transferred ownership of this inn into my name for convenience in doing business."
This action wasn't meant to seize assets; when Sun Rongniang first took over, she faced deliberate difficulties from government officials regarding property rights issues such as taxes and registrations. They insisted on seeing Lin Feng in his then-helpless state; after meeting him, they would likely have more to say.
Because she was quite attractive, there were many who secretly wished to take advantage of her. The Old Innkeeper helped her devise a plan; first, they seized control of the inn, resolving its most fundamental issues, and then sought a powerful backer to invest more money, which barely allowed them to keep the inn.
In fact, she had explained this in detail before Lin Feng's sickbed, but given his state at the time, he likely hadn’t absorbed any of it. After briefly recounting the situation, Lin Feng could hardly empathize with their struggles during that period; his heart was filled with anger from betrayal. His fury was no longer directed solely at Sun Rongniang; all the old comrades were caught in the crossfire.
The curses were harsh and unkind. Those who had once held some hope for him could not help but feel a chill in their hearts. Sun Rongniang, however, became increasingly clear-headed.
From this moment on, Lin Feng no longer existed as he once was. If he wanted to part ways, so be it. The idea of separation was not to be mentioned again. As for Sun Rongniang, simply saving his life was enough to offset many past grievances.
For instance, this inn was indeed under my name. I have explained the process clearly to you; whether you believe it or resent it, I truly cannot bear to let go after all my hard work over these years. Initially, I used all my dowry to treat your illness, and your family’s assets have dwindled down to just this inn. Now, I am offering three times the market price to completely take ownership of this inn. Let’s end things here—what do you say?
Three times? The market price has risen significantly compared to previous years. Just as Lin Feng felt a flicker of desire, jealousy crushed it entirely. Three times! Could he really come up with three times that amount so easily? What need was there for money? He should be the one managing the inn; how could a man be outdone by a woman? Moreover, they weren’t even divorced yet—shouldn’t all the money in the household belong to him?
Sun Rongniang noticed the change in his expression. Having run the inn alone for years, she could see through his thoughts easily. Before Lin Feng could utter any more hurtful words, she threatened him first: “What was this inn like before? What is it like now? You should have some sense of that.”
Under my management, it has expanded more than threefold; if it hasn’t changed at all, only that old sign remains. If you’re nostalgic, take it with you. Three times is the highest offer I can make; don’t expect anything more. If you truly want to compete with me, first ask yourself what gives you that right.
Is it your frail body? Standing in the hall for just a quarter of an hour would leave you weak at the knees. Is it your mediocre abilities? Ha! You used to boast about how difficult it was to manage family assets and how hard you worked just to maintain them. But after I took over, I realized it wasn’t that hard at all.
Or do you rely on your connections? I can easily secure several government contracts each month, but what about you? Your ancestors never collaborated even once back then; let alone your timid nature when facing officials.
Or do you expect support from the old comrades in the inn? Their monthly wages have multiplied several times since you were in charge.
Lin Feng, you have only two choices: one, obediently agree to part ways; two, I will use means to drive both of you away. But once we tear apart our relationship openly, money will vanish.
I have been patient long enough; I’m giving you just one night to consider your options.
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