In the room, Yang Ruxin listened to the conversation of the three people and nodded slightly, thinking that these guys weren’t too stupid after all.
Indeed, Yang Ruxin wanted to take in these thugs for her own use. In the future, when she needed to get things done and run her business, she would need hands, and she must slowly start to cultivate reliable, loyal hands. It would start with these few, so in addition to deterring them, she also needed to investigate their backgrounds, and for that, she would need Gu Yao’s help.
After the thugs left, Yang Ruxin finally exited the space, picked up the bucket and hurried home. The delay had caused it to be past noon, and the little ones at home were probably getting anxious.
Meanwhile, back at the Tong Family.
Tong Lingling never dreamed that the thugs she hired not only failed to accomplish the task but also ended up ruining her. She managed to rush home amidst the varied gazes of the passersby, and then locked herself in her room, crying so hard that it was as if the sky had darkened.
Tong Gang and his wife, from the Liu Family, were busy in the shop. Business had been good these days, and so was their mood, largely because many people knew they had a relative who was good-looking and scholarly. With the Scholar title all but assured, everyone wanted a piece of their success.
But they never imagined that the old woman they hired to cook and watch the door would suddenly run over from behind: "Master, Mistress, the young miss came back home bare-skinned and is now crying in her room."
"What?" Tong Liushi was close to fainting, "What happened?"
The old woman shook her head, she too had been startled when she opened the back door moments before.
Tong Liushi rushed back home in a panic, but the room door was locked. All she could do was knock: "Lingling, what in the world happened?"
"Lingling, open the door," Tong Gang was also looking distressed. He only had one son and one daughter. His daughter was quite attractive, and he had doted on her, always thinking that one day she could have marital ties with her aunt’s family. He had high hopes for that nephew of hers, who was not only handsome but also literate, with a limitless future. But if his daughter really had caused a scandal, then ... anger took over him, making his hand heavier and his tone harsher, "Open the door."
Tong Liushi was startled by the tone and was about to say something when she saw her son running in with a bundle of clothes, yelling as he ran, "Dad, Mom, someone threw clothes at our doorstep ... ow!" The little one, just over three years old, had dragged the clothes on the ground, and as soon as he entered, he stepped on the part that was on the floor, then tumbled over with a yelp.
"Ruru," Tong Liushi was startled and hurried over to pull her son up, "Did you hurt yourself?"
"Mom, it’s sister’s clothes..." Tong Ru fell onto the clothes without any injury, stood up, and stuffed the clothes into Tong Liushi’s arms, "Someone at the door threw them."
Upon hearing this, Tong Gang’s head throbbed in pain. He rushed to the doorway to see who might have done it, but there was no one there. He could only run back home, fuming, and kicked the room door open. He grabbed his daughter, who was huddled under the covers, "What exactly happened?" But noticing that his daughter was only wearing an undershirt, he quickly turned his head away.
Tong Gang usually had a gentle temperament, but when he really got angry, even Tong Liushi was afraid. Tong Lingling was so frightened that she forgot to cry.
"You’re scaring the child," Tong Liushi hurried over to find a jacket to cover her daughter.
"Mom..." Tong Lingling then leaned into Tong Liushi’s arms and began to cry again.