The old man twitched his mouth.
Okay! This move of his granddaughter's was freakin' harsh!
The old man's eyelid jerked as he took that long dowry inventory. He became more speechless the further he skimmed down the list.
Not mentioning the fields and shops, just the auditing that the little lady wanted of the annual profits and account books for Butterfly Pavilion, Listless Pavilion, and Changle Boulevard—these three popular shops on Changle Boulevard—would cause an uproar.
The old man could already foresee his eldest son immediately bolting up…
He silently looked toward the little lady.
The little lady deadpanned with her stoic face, "If the patriarch cannot communicate this to Mu Jingfeng, I will have no other choice but to pull Hubby along to beseech the emperor. After all, it truly is not too acceptable for me to not have seen a single cent from all these properties."
