After a long while, Zhong Lang closed the account book, in fact, he had not really been looking at it.
"So, did you finish going through it, Second Brother? The accounts from the past all had no issues, but ever since Aunt Wei took over, errors began to appear gradually, and with each year, they grew larger. After three years, they have added up to as much as ten thousand taels. This young master wants to ask Aunt Wei, where did these ten thousand taels of silver go?" Zhong Jue didn't look at Aunt Wei, but instead stared intently at Zhong Lang.
Zhong Lang's hands tightened, and he forced a smile: "Perhaps Aunt Wei was deceived by the servants?"
"Oh? My brother, so learned, actually believes this excuse?" Zhong Jue mocked with a laugh, looking very disdainful at Zhong Lang's demeanor.
