Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 120 Still wanting an old cow to eat young grass?
The woman curled her lip in disdain, but didn't say anything more.

She knew her husband was in a bad mood, and it would be fine to kick him while he was down, but if she said too much and angered him further, she would get beaten up, which wouldn't be worth it.

Don't think that small, humble families don't have their share of power struggles. Older, less attractive women love power struggles the most.

Men all prefer young and fresh women. If she, old and faded, doesn't make her presence felt, the master won't even glance into her room.

The saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," meaning nights can be quite lonely.
"Alright, all of you, get out of here!"

The group of underlings quickly scattered like birds and disappeared into the rainy night.

After driving away all his underlings and servants, Scarface rubbed his aching cheeks, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Damn it, those Japanese devils are really ruthless. Go get some safflower oil for me to rub on."

The woman smiled, her eyes narrowing. "Sir, the safflower oil is in my room. Please go in and lie down, so I can give you a good massage."

As they returned to their room, little did they know that a pair of eyes were watching them intently from atop the wall.

As night deepened, the rain intensified, pattering against the trees with a loud crashing sound.

Click~~
A bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, bringing a brief moment of light to the dark earth.

A person dressed in black swiftly climbed over the wall and stealthily made their way towards the master bedroom, the sound of the pouring rain providing perfect cover.

The dagger quietly pried open the door latch, and the person gently pushed the door open and slipped inside silently.

He walked to the bedside in a few steps, and looking at the two people sleeping separately on the bed, a murderous intent appeared in the man's eyes.

"Who's there, waah waah waah?" Scarface, who hadn't quite fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly woke up, but before he could even shout, his mouth was covered.

Pfft~~
The moment the dagger pierced his skin, Scarface's eyes widened. He reached out as if to grab something, but his hand fell limply to his side.

"Hmm? Master, shall we come? Come on, waah!"

Scarface's wife thought he had "changed his mind," and in her dazed state, her hand had already touched Scarface's crotch.

But the next second someone covered her mouth and nose, and she immediately woke up. Looking at the man in black in front of her, she tried to back away with fear on her face, but was grabbed and pulled away.

Five minutes later, the woman was found bound hand and foot to the boat.

Looking at his masterpiece, Cao Weida felt somewhat ashamed.

Damn it, while I was being tied up, I unconsciously started imitating the way I did it in those Japanese adult films from before I time-traveled.

She was only wearing a single layer of clothing, and with the rope tightening around her, her slender curves were on full display.
"I'll let go of your mouth. If you dare to shout, I'll kill you right now!"

The woman kept nodding and sobbing, terrified. Now that she saw the knife-wielding man as her prey, she dared not resist.

Seeing that she agreed, Cao Weida removed the cloth strip blocking her view. "Behave yourself."

"Good sir, spare my life! You want money, right? Here, take it all!" The woman trembled, tears streaming down her face as if money were no object.

"As long as you cooperate obediently, I naturally won't harm you." Cao Weida couldn't help but let a cold smile curl up behind his mask.

"Tell me, where is the money? I'm warning you beforehand, you'd better not try anything funny."

"I'll be honest, I promise I'll be honest," the woman trembled. "The master's money is all in the hidden compartment under the bed."

Cao Weida glanced at her, moved the bed aside, and as the woman had described, he indeed found a hidden compartment.

But instead of doing it himself, he untied the woman and said, "Go and get the money."

The woman's face immediately changed. "I...I..."

"Hmph, you really aren't honest!" A cold glint flashed in Cao Weida's eyes, revealing a hint of mockery. This little trick of yours, you dare to show off in front of me? You're practically asking for death. "You have two choices now: either open the hidden compartment, or I'll kill you!"

He saw the real expectation in the woman's eyes just now!
It's fortunate that he was careful, otherwise he might have really fallen into their trap.

The woman's face stiffened, and she forced a smile. "Sir, I'm just a weak woman, how could I possibly have that kind of strength?"

Before she could finish speaking, Cao Weida grabbed her by the neck, his cold gaze piercing her eyes: "Do you think I'm discussing this with you? I'm ordering you around!"

"I'll count to three. If you still don't go, then I'll choose for you!"

"one."

"two!"

"No, I won't open it, I won't open it!" The woman was terrified and fell to the ground with a thud, kicking her legs backward.

"Hmph, then I'll help you choose!" Cao Weida raised his dagger, and a bolt of lightning flashed outside, revealing the chilling aura emanating from the dagger.

"Sir, please! There are traps in there! I'll die if I open them!!" The woman's heart pounded. Seeing the thief about to kill her, she scrambled backward, terrified, and cried, "I'll talk! I'll give you all my money, as long as you promise to spare me!"

"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" Cao Weida sneered, took a few steps over, grabbed her hair, and dragged her over. Don't underestimate her just because she's a woman; isn't that exactly what women mean by having a heart of a snake?

This woman is absolutely vicious!

This woman has played a crucial role in enabling Scarface to build such a large business over the years!
"You want to live, huh? Well, that depends on your performance!"

"If you satisfy me, I might be able to let you off the hook!"

The woman seemed to have misunderstood something; as soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly tried to pull down Cao Weida's pants.

Cao Weida's lips twitched, and he shoved her to the ground. "That's not what I meant! I meant for you to hand over the money!"

She doesn't even look at herself. She might have been somewhat attractive when she was young, but she's so old now, her breasts are sagging, and she still wants to date a younger man?!

What beautiful things are you thinking about?
The hole above won't work either!
The woman, pushed aside, pointed tremblingly to a corner, her voice tinged with fear and regret: "It's over there, behind the bookshelf, there's a hidden door. Downstairs is the basement, all the money is in there."

"You lead the way."

Although the woman was unwilling, she had no choice but to obediently lead the way.

Small yellow croaker +15, large yellow croaker +6, silver dollar +12500, UnionPay coupons not counted.

Looking at the results of his half-hour looting, Cao Weida was fairly satisfied.

His gaze then fell on the woman, who trembled slightly, forcing a smile: "Good sir, all the money is here."

"Not bad, you know what's good for you. A gentleman's word is his bond, so I'll let you off this time."

The woman was secretly delighted and was about to express her gratitude when, in the next moment...
Pfft~~
"You...you said you'd spare me!"

"Oh, really? Well then, I'm sorry, I'm a lowly person." Cao Weida shrugged. What a joke! You're a viperous woman who has harmed countless people, do you think I'd spare you?

Putting everything else aside, I heard that you just tried to kill me, and you already knew you had a way out!
He put all the money into his spatial storage, glanced at the woman lying dead on the ground with her eyes wide open, indifferently carried her to the bed, erased all traces, and then quickly left under the cover of the rainy night.

The following morning, the Scarface mansion was shrouded in the same silence.

In the past, Scarface would always get up very early, pace around the courtyard, and direct all the affairs of the household to demonstrate his power.

But today, the sun has already risen, yet there is still no sign of him, and even his wife is nowhere to be seen.

The servants were whispering among themselves in the hallway.

"That's strange, why hasn't Mr. Genorui gotten up yet?"

"Who knows? The master was furious yesterday, and maybe he overworked himself while venting his anger last night."

"Hehe, you know what, it might actually be true."

One of the older housekeepers frowned: "Alright, get back to work. Why are you so curious all the time?"

For some reason, he had a bad feeling. He glanced at the closed door and walked straight over.

dong dong dong~~
"Master, Madam, are you awake?"

"Master, Madam?"

He called out twice, but the room remained silent, and he received no response.

The butler's heart tightened immediately. He nervously tried to push the door open, but it wasn't closed from the inside. With a little force, it opened.
He was about to go in when, unexpectedly, a strong stench of blood hit him.

The butler's heart skipped a beat. He opened the door wider and, in the morning sunlight, immediately saw two bodies lying on the bed.

The body lay motionless in a dark pool of blood, the color of blood that had long since dried.

There was also a pool of blood under the edge of the bed, making the whole scene look horrifying.

The butler felt his vision go black, his legs went weak, and he almost fainted on the spot.

He forced back the churning in his stomach, staggered out of the room, and shouted, "Help! Murder! Master, Master and Madam, something has happened!!"

In an instant, chaos erupted within the mansion. Servants ran around in panic, spreading the news, while the women screamed in terror.

The news of Scarface's tragic fate was like a bombshell, instantly plunging the entire mansion into chaos and panic.

A few bolder individuals secretly rejoiced, thinking that Scarface, that heartless man, should have died long ago!
When Scarface got into trouble, his servants immediately notified the police.

In the director's office, Xu Hancheng, who was chatting and drinking tea with Cao Weida, jumped to his feet upon hearing the news, his eyes wide with disbelief: "What did you say?! Scarface is dead?!"

His gaze couldn't help but drift towards Cao Weida, a fleeting look of suspicion crossing his face.

He had just made an enemy of Louzi yesterday, and today the man was dead. He instinctively began to suspect Cao Wei Da.

"No, Chief, what's with that look? You don't suspect I did it, do you?" Cao Weida jumped up, thinking to himself, "You're right, you guessed pretty accurately."
(End of this chapter)