"Can't the servants just handle those accounts?" Zhong Yin said nonchalantly.
Aunt Wei furrowed her brows: "What if the servants deceive you?"
Zhong Yin huffed: "Dare they? If they dare to deceive me, I will sell them off to the brothel."
For the first time, Aunt Wei felt that her daughter really needed proper guidance: "What is a young lady like you doing talking about such a filthy place as a brothel? Don't ever mention it again. You must carefully review and earnestly learn the accounts. If you don't understand them, how will you know whether the servants are deceiving you or not?"
Zhong Yin was somewhat startled, and she replied weakly: "I understand, Mother."
