I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

He couldn't figure out what his master was doing at all, but instead asked with concern.

"Master, are you telling me to get lost?"

“But Master, I just gave you fifty taels of silver yesterday. You can’t do this. You’re killing the donkey after it has done its work!”

The fat cook was, after all, someone who had read a few books, and he knew a little classical Chinese.

"..."

At this moment, Fang Xiaoxiao already had an urge to kill him.

Where did this pig brain come from? He even brought up idioms! He's a complete disaster!

Her face had turned deathly pale with anger, and her body was trembling uncontrollably. Her fair little hands were clenched into fists that made a "crunching" sound.

So angry!

However, she had no way to explain further, and instead looked at Manager Zhu, who had already walked over.

Zhu Wen was no longer smiling. His thick, silvery eyebrows were frosty, and his face was extremely ugly, as if he was about to erupt like a volcano and spew lava.

Zhu Wen walked up to the two of them, first glancing at the fat cook kneeling on the ground, then looking up at Xiao Xiao in front of him.

The fat cook seemed not to have noticed anything amiss, and he smiled at the shopkeeper.

"Manager Zhu, what brings you here? Please plead for my master for me."

Seeing that Manager Zhu remained silent, he assumed that he might not have explained things clearly enough, so he recounted what had just happened.

The key point is that he kept repeating that Fang Xiaoxiao had taken fifty taels of silver from him yesterday.

This is simply adding fuel to the fire.

Originally, Zhu Wen was still wondering when the two of them had met and how to question Fang Xiaoxiao, never expecting that she had made such a big mistake.

It should be noted that the two had an agreement that Fang Xiaoxiao was not allowed to accept money from anyone, nor could she teach the recipe for medicinal cuisine to others.

But now, she not only accepts money, but also plans to teach the medicinal cuisine to others.

This is simply a case of not taking oneself seriously.

Zhu Wen hated betrayal the most, and he also hated people who didn't keep their word.

Just like back then, if it weren't for his adopted son betraying him, he wouldn't have ended up in this place.

His eyes were wide with rage, and his lips trembled uncontrollably with intense anger.

half an hour.

Zhu Wen finally calmed down a bit and looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

"Fat cook, get up right now, and don't mention this matter again."

He paused for a moment and then continued.

"Miss Fang, it seems you're that kind of person too. Perhaps we should cooperate less in the future..."

"?"

As soon as he said that.

Fang Xiaoxiao, who was already worried about losing her secure job, turned from worry to pain, feeling just like she had eaten shit and couldn't share it with her friends.

Just as she was about to explain further, Zhu Wen had already issued an order to leave.

"Miss Fang, it's getting late. Please go home quickly and don't linger here. As for everything you've done for our shop these past few days, I'll give it all to you!"

What happened? Is that all? Did I lose sight of the bigger picture and end up penny-wise and pound-foolish?

Fang Xiao kept asking herself questions, even though she had already received the one hundred taels of silver from Zhu Wen, she still hadn't quite processed it all.

She just kept walking aimlessly forward.

There were no pedestrians on the street. Although it was ancient times, this dynasty was completely different from the dynasties she knew in history, and there was no curfew.

Above the starry sky, the dim, waning moon was obscured by a thick, dark cloud, making the long street appear even darker and more gloomy.

"oops!"

In her moment of despair, Fang Xiaoxiao accidentally bumped into a piece of flesh, which, though flesh, was far too hard.

She kept rubbing her head after being hit, wanting to lash out at the big guy in front of her.

But when I looked up, I could finally see its true form.

Under the light of the waning moon, which had dispelled the thick clouds, a tall, broad-shouldered figure appeared. His face was deathly pale in the moonlight, but his lips were a peach color, making him quite alluring.

Even though Fang Xiaoxiao was a modern person who had seen a lot in life, she was still attracted by his handsome face.

Pei Yan was very dissatisfied. Beneath his thick eyebrows were a pair of eyes that seemed to kill instantly, filled with jealousy and displeasure as he stared at the person in front of him.

It's really strange that he's not home so late.

He snorted coldly, his words as icy as an Antarctic glacier, chilling one to the bone.

"Why aren't you home yet, so late at night!"

When Fang Xiaoxiao saw Pei Yan, her already disappointed mood exploded like a powder keg.

"Whether I go home or not is none of your business! Mind your own business! You arrogant young master."

Don't let her being a sucker for good looks fool you; when she's in a bad mood, she'll roast you without hesitation, even if you're Song Joong-ki.

Moreover, he was a cold, aloof, and emotionless young master.

The reason he's called "Arrogant Young Master" is because people are afraid that if they say something too harsh, he might slit their throats.

Fang Xiaoxiao knew that she was just unhappy, not that she was not afraid of death.

Pei Yan, that guy, once threatened to kill her.

If she hadn't miraculously saved the dog's life at the brink of death, she probably wouldn't be where she is today.

"Oh...Young Master Ao?"

Pei Yan seemed to be deep in thought. For some reason, he felt that the title was interesting and quite pleasant to hear.

Arrogant young master...

He kept whispering to himself, as if lost in thought.

"?"

This completely baffled Fang Xiaoxiao. She was initially worried that the other party might realize what was happening and possibly kill her.

Who would have thought he'd be interested in that title? What a weirdo.

A short while later, it was just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Pei Yan then spoke slowly.

"Today, I will no longer question you. The sky is dark. Are you willing to walk with me? If not, so be it!"

How strange! How could such an arrogant and noble young master suddenly change his personality like this?

Fang Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, then nodded heavily as if her head were on its own.

It seems that one's facial features truly follow one's values.

"Let's go!" Pei Yan said no more. His words were not only directed at the person in front of him, but also at the subordinates dressed in black with swords on the rooftops on both sides.

Logically speaking, the road home is long and particularly difficult to travel.

But right next to Fang Xiaoxiao was the tall, jet-black stallion that Zhu Wen had said he would give her that morning.

This stallion was gentle by nature. Although its appearance made it seem difficult to train at first glance, for some reason, the stallion was extremely well-behaved beside her.

Just now, when Zhu Wen ordered someone to take her to the stables, he specifically instructed his servants to hand over the large stallion to her.

Zhu Wen harbored some resentment towards this, knowing that this stallion, due to its fierce nature, had caused many people who wanted to buy it to suffer injuries.

To his utter surprise, Fang Xiaoxiao was able to move it away at will.

Although Zhu Wen was somewhat displeased, after all, he had spent three hundred taels of silver to buy the Grand Duke from a foreign country.

At this moment, Pei Yan looked at the large, jet-black stallion and asked with a hint of doubt.

Why don't you ride it home?

If I knew how to ride a horse, I would have sped away long ago. Why would I have agreed to travel with you, you arrogant young master?

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at the person beside her and silently complained to herself.

"I can't ride a horse."

"mediocre……"