It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Her words are full of family honor and commitment to justice.

Su Wanyu did not leave Lao Liu any room to defend himself. Her order was clear and powerful: "Take him to the government office!"

These four words hit everyone's heart like a hammer.

"Yes, princess!"

The followers responded, their movements were swift and powerful. They grabbed Old Liu, who was still begging for mercy, with their strong arms and dragged him out the door mercilessly.

At this moment, Lao Liu's future seemed to be frozen in endless darkness.

Normally, if such a scandal happened in other stores, the worst that would happen would be to kick the store out. However, Su Wanyu's decision was obviously more resolute. She not only wanted to deprive Lao Liu of his living space, but also wanted him to be severely punished by the law. This was not only a punishment, but also a warning - evil deeds must be paid for.

"Princess, please spare my life! I am willing to go through fire and water for you, even if it means death!"

Old Liu's hoarse cry echoed in the air, and his fear-filled eyes searched around for the last ray of hope.

However, Su Wanyu did not pay him more attention. She gently pulled the frightened little girl up with her hand and walked towards the inner hall with firm steps. Xu followed closely behind her, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes - both anticipation for the future and relief from the past.

Old Liu let out a final roar in despair, his voice twisted with anger: "Do you think that if you send me to the government, you and that girl will be safe? How can you, a woman, support her? Do you want to enter the Su Mansion and become a lowly servant?"

His words were full of contempt and threats.

"What a shameless fellow!"

Siqi's scolding was like ice in winter, followed by a crisp slap, the sound of which echoed for a long time in the empty hall.

Her eyes were as cold as a blade, and her voice was devoid of any warmth: "Before you escort him, leave him a 'memorial' by pulling out two of his teeth."

"Yes!"

The attendant obeyed the order respectfully, with a firm tone that brooked no disobedience.

A trace of unwillingness flashed across Old Liu's face. He was about to open his mouth to refute, but was interrupted by Siqi's cold words: "If you say one more word, I will pull out two more."

Faced with such a warning, Lao Liu's eyes dimmed, and he finally closed his mouth tightly and stopped struggling.

At this time, Su Wanyu lowered her head, her eyes gently fell on the little girl she was holding, a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said to Shopkeeper Liu: "You can leave without worry. I will hand over this store to your wife and let her be the new shopkeeper."

"what?"

Shopkeeper Liu's expression instantly turned into disbelief. "A woman can be a shopkeeper? This is against the rules!"

His surprise was mixed with obvious dissatisfaction.

Su Wanyu's fingers tightly clasped the little girl's hand. Every step she took seemed steady and powerful. Her words revealed unquestionable authority: "Rules are set by people, and times are changing. What was impossible in the past does not mean it is impossible today. From now on, our Tan family's store can accept female workers and have female shopkeepers. They can create the same wealth as men."

Shopkeeper Liu stood there in a daze, wanting to argue something, but was interrupted by Siqi's cold voice: "Don't forget to pull out four more of his teeth."

The men acted swiftly and decisively, and without giving Manager Liu any chance to struggle, they took him away from the scene.

After Manager Liu disappeared, Xu and her daughter hugged each other tightly, and tears poured out like pearls from a broken string. Years of grievances and bitterness found an outlet at this moment.

Su Wanyu took out an exquisite handkerchief from her sleeve and gently handed it to the mother and daughter who were hugging and crying.

"Shopkeeper Jiang, from now on, I'll leave this shop to you."

The three words "Manager Jiang" seemed like a warm current that warmed Xu's cold heart. She looked at Su Wanyu with tears in her eyes and full of gratitude: "I...

Can I really be the owner of this store? "

It was an unbelievable joy.

Su Wanyu nodded and gave her a firm but gentle smile: "Of course, my teahouse is also managed by a female shopkeeper. It may be difficult, but I promise that you and your daughter will have no worries about food and clothing."

Xu burst into tears, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to express her gratitude: "Thanks to your great kindness, Your Highness, as long as I can live a peaceful life, what does it matter if I suffer a little!"

Her words were full of vision and determination for the future.

At this moment, Xu suddenly remembered something and looked up at Su Wanyu with a strange light in her eyes: "Your Highness, is Ms. Song your mother?"

This question seems to carry too much weight.

Su Wanyu nodded, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes: "Yes, Ms. Song is my mother."

Xu continued, "When my father was alive, he made several hairpins for Mr. Song. Before he died, he mentioned that he had repaired one and asked me to return it to Mr. Song."

"But Mr. Song has passed away, and I don't know where to send this hairpin."

There was helplessness and regret in her tone.

After saying this, Xu carefully took out a hairpin from the deepest part of her lapel.

It was a red coral hairpin inlaid with kingfisher feathers. The color was bright and unique, as if it contained an unknown story.

"My father once said that Mr. Song accidentally found this hairpin on his way to Chenyang. It was lying next to the body of a woman and was the woman's relic."

Xu's voice was soft and solemn, and every word was like a gentle breeze, blowing away the dust of history.

A gleam of light flashed in Su Wanyu's eyes, and the fragments of memory seemed to be pieced together at this moment.

Many years ago, Pei Jingliu returned to Beijing from Chenyang. This past event may hide some unknown secrets.

Why would her mother pick up a stranger's hairpin for no reason?

Unless she had some connection with that woman and wanted to preserve this memorial as proof of that woman's existence.

That woman is most likely the real Pei Jingliu.

Su Wanyu gently took the coral hairpin and looked at it carefully. The kingfisher feather had been finely restored and was exactly the same as it was originally. The blood-red coral was warm and smooth, but the tip of the hairpin was slightly bent, as if it had been used to penetrate something hard.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wonder, as the daughter of the Pei family, what kind of predicament had Pei Jingliu encountered that caused the hairpin on her head to be damaged like this?

She stared at the tip of the hairpin, lost in deep thought.

Upon seeing this, Xu hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, my father once mentioned that Mr. Song specifically instructed that the end of the hairpin does not need to be trimmed, so..." Her voice trembled slightly, as if there were more hidden secrets that she had not revealed.

Su Wanyu gently stroked the delicate tip of the hairpin with her fingertips, her eyes flashing with complex emotions, "Since it is mother's wish, there is no need to worry about it."

Siqi walked forward slowly, gently helped Xu up, and asked softly, "Have you told anyone else about this?"