Chapter 27: The Price of Broken Engagement

Who would pay for this loss?

In any case, there’s no way they could brush it off with a simple “call off the engagement.”

“Back when I sent the matchmaker to your house to propose, you personally guaranteed that I would get the beauty. But in the end, you made me lose face like this. I’m not an unreasonable person.

You pay me fifty taels, and this matter ends. Otherwise…”

Master Liu growled his threat. He had figured it out now. Lin Qinghuan didn’t care about these people at all. Since she definitely wouldn’t go ask Magistrate Ma to uphold justice, dealing with this family was child’s play for him.

“Wh-What? Fifty taels?”

Old Madam Lin was so shocked she nearly bit her tongue. The money Lin Laosan had earned outside over the years, plus the compensation for his accidental death, didn’t even add up to fifty taels.

Master Liu was asking for the moon. Even if she pawned everything she had, it wouldn’t be enough.

“Master Liu, can’t we sit down and talk this over? After all, it was that wretched girl’s fault, and we didn’t get a single benefit from it.

How about this: I still have two granddaughters at home. They’re not as pretty as that wretched girl, but they’re still decent-looking. Marrying you would be the greatest fortune of their lives.”

Liu Manquan had been furious, but hearing this, most of his anger dissipated. He knew it. With his status, how could anyone be unwilling to marry him? Lin Qinghuan was just putting on airs.

One day, she would pay for her actions. But those other two granddaughters of hers were plain-looking. They weren’t even qualified to be his concubines.

The first night he had seen Lin Qinghuan in the county seat, he had been captivated by her beauty. That was why he had sent the matchmaker to inquire. He didn’t just inquire about anyone. Only Lin Qinghuan had that honor.

‘Lin Qinghuan: Thank you, I guess.’

Suppressing his anger, he had to settle for a woman of mediocre looks. The more Liu Manquan thought about it, the more impatient he became.

“Both my girls have been well-trained. They’ll never defy you. After they marry in, they’ll serve you well, Master.”

Old Madam Lin kept on babbling, afraid that Master Liu would refuse and then where would she get the huge sum of fifty taels? Liu Manquan had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

He still wanted to bribe Ma Weiping properly and didn’t want to have a falling out with him. This matter with the Lin family had to be handled this way.

Besides, these girls were better than most of the aging women in his backyard. At least they were young.

“Fine, go back and prepare. Marry me whichever granddaughter you like. I’ll send someone to pick her up later,” Liu Manquan said, waving his hand impatiently.

“Yes sir, this time there won’t be any mishaps,” Old Madam Lin promised, but Liu Manquan was no longer in the mood to listen.

Leaving the mansion, Old Madam Lin let out a smug laugh. Hmph, from now on, only her family’s daughters in Peach Blossom Village had climbed up the social ladder.

Everyone would envy her for being so lucky, able to bring such great benefits to the family. Maybe even the village chief would have to curry favor with them.

Lin Qinghuan first went to the clothing shop and the silk fabric store. She picked out a new outfit for each of the children.

As for herself, she didn’t buy anything, because the clothes in the shops either had poor fabric or unreasonable designs.

Later, she would buy a set from her space and then alter it properly. That would be as good as new. She spent one tael and two mace on the clothes.

At the silk store, a single quilt cost eight hundred coppers, and it wasn’t even thick. It felt soft to the touch, but what the children needed now wasn’t softness. They needed a thick quilt to keep warm.

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