Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Qiao Yujie sighed at how easily the two of them were fooled, and then said, "Do you really think so many people in the stronghold only listen to you? What if someone else wears a mask and impersonates you?"

Xiong Bufan shook his head and said, "No, they wouldn't dare."

Qiao Yujie smiled, not believing Xiong Bufan's words; she had already thought of another way.

Having achieved her goal, Qiao Yujie didn't linger and took her leave as soon as she sat up.

Light snow began to fall outside. 002 stopped at the front door and said, "Have a safe trip. Come again when you have time."

A low-key yet luxurious carriage was parked at the entrance of the courtyard, with maids and guards standing by. When Qiao Yujie came out, they quickly went over to drape a cloak over her and hold up an umbrella for her.

Qiao Yujie: "Ming-ge, go back. My people have already picked me up."

"it is good."

002 turned back and said to the maid serving Qiao Yujie, "They are really inconsiderate. When you came out, they didn't even offer you an umbrella."

Qiao Yujie: "Be careful what you say. The head of the gang and the second-in-command are both carefree people and won't care about these things."

"Yes."

The maid helped Qiao Yujie into the carriage, and the group returned in a grand procession.

The luxurious carriages and numerous maids and servants made this group stand out from their surroundings. However, Qiao Yujie never cared about such things. As long as she was in power, she had the opportunity to build a dynasty where everyone was equal.

After returning, 002 lost interest in playing Gomoku and hesitated before saying to Xiong Bufan, "Bufan, let's go back. Let's move the stronghold away from the capital, just like Su Beichen did."

The days spent playing and frolicking with Xiong Bufan in the mountain stronghold were wonderful. 002 didn't want to get involved in the imperial power struggle, nor did he want the stronghold they had worked so hard to build to become a bargaining chip in the struggle for the throne.

"I'm not leaving. I'm going to collect tolls here. I can make a hundred taels of silver a day. If anyone dares to rob us, I'll grab a stick and beat them until they spit it all out." Xiong Bufan's tone turned vicious as he said the last few words.

002: "I'm afraid you and Manager Qiao will turn against each other."

"No, hurry up and start the game. This game has dragged on for a long time, and I haven't made a single move."

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan won as expected. After running around the house twice, he went outside to play in the snow. After 002 finished tidying up the chess game, he started a fire to cook.

How wonderful it would be if life could continue like this forever, without fighting or scheming.

After a period of relative peace, Qiao Yujie wanted to make face masks again and asked 002 to come and make masks to find inspiration, hoping to make the silk masks fit the face better.

Qiao Yujie gave too much, and there was also a money-devouring beast at home—Xiong Bufan—to support. Although 002 felt that Qiao Yujie had ulterior motives, she still let it go.

After things were clarified, Qiao Yujie stopped inviting Xiong Bufan to visit repeatedly.

Xiong Bufan was quite content with his life. He would take the silver and occasionally wander around the shops to check the account books, fearing that Qiao Yujie might falsify the accounts and cheat him out of the silver. However, as things stood, the accounts were in order.

After a period of peaceful life, Xiong Bufan felt that she didn't need to work so hard anymore, but her ancestor Xiong Dahei once said, "If you rely on people, they will leave; if you rely on money, you need to have money; if you rely on Master Su, you won't have to worry about anything."

Xiong Bufan thought it made a lot of sense, but she couldn't rely on Master Su, so she had to work hard to make money.

Kongkong thought to himself: If you're greedy, just say so. There's no need to come up with such a high-sounding excuse and even bring up our ancestors.

After reviewing the ledger, Xiong Bufan came out and exclaimed, "Someone as hardworking as me is bound to become incredibly rich or even a god."

Kongkong: "Keep a low profile."

"Compared to Qiao Yujie, I'm much more low-key. I'm just maintaining my normal life," Xiong Bufan said, pursing his lips.

As Xiong Bufan walked out of the shop, he was distracted and bumped into someone. Xiong Bufan was a bit too strong and knocked the person away.

Xiong Bufan felt resistance, but when he came to his senses, he found that there was no one in front of him. Xiong Bufan scratched his head and asked Kongkong, "Did I just bump into something?"

Kongkong rolled her eyes silently and said, "You knocked the person flying."

"I thought it was just my imagination. Is the person dead or not?"

Kongkong: "No."

Xiong Bufan continued walking forward. As long as she wasn't killed, it was none of her business. Being knocked down only meant that the person was unlucky and didn't know what was going on, it didn't mean anything else.

The unlucky guy who got knocked away was Cui Guohong. Seeing his subordinates fail repeatedly, he decided to take matters into his own hands. However, before he could even speak, he was knocked away by Xiong Bufan. At this moment, his subordinates hurriedly helped him up. "Young Master, are you alright?"

Cui Guohong was hit on the back of the head and was somewhat disoriented. "Take me back. The rest of you keep an eye on this woman. Remember to be discreet."

"yes ."

Cui Guohong, supporting his back, limped back to the carriage. As the ancients said, "To achieve great things, one must first endure hardship." His injury was nothing compared to this. He was determined to keep the bandit's den firmly in his grasp and teach Xiong Bufan a lesson.

Whenever they had the chance, Da Chun and Er Qiu would surround Qiao Yu Jie. Qiao Yu Jie would always smile kindly and arrange some easy and high-paying jobs for them, which made the two even happier. However, Cui Hao Yu's expression was not particularly good.

When Cui Haoyu saw Da Chun and Er Qiu fawning over Qiao Yujie again, and Qiao Yujie smiling gently, he couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled Qiao Yujie back into the inner room, leaving everyone else outside.

Most people knew Cui Haoyu's identity, as well as the identities of the two, so they didn't pay much attention. Da Chun and Er Qiu were thrown into the woodshed by the people Cui Haoyu brought.

Qiao Yujie kept struggling to break free. Back in the room, Cui Haoyu pinned Qiao Yujie to the bed. "Yujie, please don't smile at them, okay? I'll get jealous."

Qiao Yujie was getting angry. Being dragged into the room by Cui Haoyu in front of everyone, what would her employees think of her? Now that she was pinned to the bed and couldn't move, Qiao Yujie said, "Let me go."

"I won't let go, sister, I'm just jealous," Cui Haoyu said, and then kissed Qiao Yujie on the cheek.

Cui Haoyu rarely calls Qiao Yujie "sister," so calling her that now has a hint of submission.

Qiao Yujie said patiently, "Let go of me, my back is uncomfortable like this."

Cui Haoyu acted quickly, carrying Qiao Yujie to the bed, tying her hands together and raising them above her head, and then said, "Sister, what's so good about those two idiots? Why did you allow them to surround us?"

If things aren't explained clearly today, I won't let my sister off the hook.

Qiao Yujie explained, "I don't like them. I have you, that's enough for me, um."

When he heard Qiao Yujie say that he was all that mattered, Cui Haoyu couldn't help but kiss her again. To appease him, Qiao Yujie reciprocated his passion, and the two began kissing passionately... Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Qiao Yujie quickly said, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished yet."

Cui Haoyu's expression hadn't faded yet, but he stopped. "Sister, continue. I'm listening."

Qiao Yujie: "Those two have a good relationship with Xiong Bufan and Zhang Mingming. If someone is found to impersonate Xiong Bufan and Zhang Mingming to command the stronghold, those two can play a very important role."

Cui Haoyu chuckled and said, "So it turns out that my sister did this for us. I misunderstood her. I apologize."

"Let me make it up to you with my actions, okay?" he said, pinching the soft flesh of Qiao Yujie's waist.

........

Da Chun and Er Qiu frantically pounded on the woodshed door, shouting, "Let us out, or our boss will make you pay!"

The guard, holding his sword and standing guard at the door, found it too troublesome to bother and stuffed a piece of paper into his ears. He said to Da Chun and Er Qiu, "Stop arguing. You won't get out even if you scream your lungs out."

"You covet our future queen, and our master hasn't killed you all because he's kind-hearted." He then fell silent.

The two were locked up all night and were only released the next morning. After being released, they didn't care where Qiao Yujie was and ran straight home to complain to Xiong Bufan, "Boss, we were bullied, you have to help us get revenge!"

Xiong Bufan was still doing calculations with the ledger when he was interrupted. He then grabbed his golden abacus and hit the two men with it. The two men huddled together, not daring to fight back, for fear of incurring an even more severe beating.

002 watched with a smile as Da Chun and Er Qiu got beaten up. Ever since those two started fawning over Qiao Yujie, he had been doing all the housework himself, almost working himself to death. Now that they were getting beaten up, 002 wasn't going to plead for them.