Bai Jinglie sat back down. "Then be direct. Say what you need to say. Grandmother should be waiting for me for dinner by now."
Bai Yugang said, "You've taken over the sea trade, so you'll certainly need people to assist you. Take your younger brother with you this time."
"Bai Jingyang?" Bai Jinglie laughed. "Is that all this is about?"
"Of course there's more. Since you are the Princely Heir, you must also shoulder the burdens of this mansion. Your mother is not capable of managing the household; we need the Deng Family to return and take charge..."
"My mother?" Bai Jinglie cut him off. "Isn't my mother enshrined in the ancestral hall? Does a mere concubine who clawed her way up deserve to be called that? Besides, whoever made this mess should be the one to clean it up.
For years, she's been siphoning the mansion's funds into her own private coffers. Now you have the audacity to ask me to fill this deficit?
