The whole family was brutally murdered? The ruthless heiress's eldest daughter went berserk aft

He knew that once Murong Xuewei made a decision, no one could change it.

Just then, light footsteps sounded outside the door, and Murong Lian walked in with a sweet smile. "Sister, brother, what are you talking about?"

"Lian'er is here, come and sit down." Murong Xuewei waved, gesturing for Murong Lian to come to her side.

Murong Lian obediently walked over, took Murong Xuewei's arm, and sweetly called out, "Sister."

"Lian'er, since you want to learn how to do business, let's start today." Murong Xuewei calmly withdrew her hand and stood up to say this.

"Starting today? But..." Murong Lian looked pleasantly surprised, clearly not expecting Murong Xuewei to be willing to teach her business matters so quickly; she had originally thought she would have to wait a few more days.

"Since you're going to learn, you should make the most of your time. Do you want people to say that the daughters of the Murong family can't endure hardship?" Murong Xuewei said with a faint smile, her eyes fixed on Murong Lian, as if to say that if you refuse, it won't be so easy for her to teach you next time.

Murong Lian was overjoyed, but she could only suppress her excitement and said with a smile, "Sister is right, I will go and prepare now."

Murong Xuewei led Murong Lian to the most bustling street in the city and entered a silk shop.

"Lian'er, how's business at this shop?" Murong Xuewei asked, pointing to the bustling crowd inside.

"Business is booming, there are so many customers," Murong Lian replied without hesitation.

"Then do you know what the key to running a store is?" Murong Xuewei continued to ask.

Murong Lian thought for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't know."

Murong Xuewei led Murong Lian into the shop and pointed to the shopkeeper in front of the counter, saying, "From now on, you will follow the shopkeeper and see how he does it."

Murong Lian bit her lip, somewhat disgruntled. "Sister, aren't we only supposed to learn how to check accounts? Why do we have to learn this too?"

"Who told you that doing business only requires knowing how to check accounts? To succeed in business, you need to understand how a store operates. After all, opening a store isn't something you can just decide to do on a whim." Murong Xuewei looked sternly at Murong Lian. "If you think it's too hard, you don't have to learn."

Seeing Murong Xuewei turn to leave, Murong Lian quickly grabbed her, saying, "Sister, I'll learn, I'll learn."

After speaking, Murong Lian walked towards the front desk manager's seat, turning back every few steps.

Murong Xuewei found a spot in the shop, sat down, and leisurely drank tea while watching Murong Lian do her work.

Half a day passed, and Murong Xuewei walked up to Murong Lian and asked, "What have you learned this morning?"

Murong Lian recounted what the shopkeeper had done in the past half-day.

After listening, Murong Xuewei commented calmly, "Hmm, not bad, you've read very carefully, but these are just the basics. The real way of business cannot be learned like this."

"Then, sister, what else do I need to do?" Murong Lian asked, suppressing her anger.

"Go and help the shopkeeper tidy up the shelves and rearrange those messy fabrics neatly," Murong Xuewei said, pointing to a shelf in the store.

Murong Lian frowned deeply as she looked at the mountain of cloth.

These rough and tiring jobs are hardly something a rich young lady like her should be doing.

"What? You don't want to?" Murong Xuewei looked at her, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

"No, I just..." Murong Lian tried to explain, but was interrupted by Murong Xuewei.

“Since there isn’t one, then hurry up and do it. The fastest way to learn how to run a business is to do it yourself,” Murong Xuewei said in an unquestionable tone.

Although Murong Lian was indignant, she could only swallow her anger and walk to the shelf to start arranging the fabrics.

While tidying up, she secretly observed Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei was chatting happily with the shopkeeper, completely ignoring her.

Murong Lian recalled that she had seen Murong Xuewei doing business before. Why did Murong Xuewei only have to drink tea and check the accounts every day, while she had to move cloth with these servants?

Murong Lian was even angrier, and her movements became more forceful.

Murong Lian was already furious, and feeling both tired and hot, she cursed Murong Xuewei from head to toe in her mind.

"Third Miss, be careful. This is a piece of fine Yun brocade. It would be terrible if you ruined it," a shop assistant who was helping to move the fabric kindly reminded her.

"I know, I know, you're so long-winded!" Murong Lian replied impatiently, but her movements didn't soften at all; instead, she dragged a piece of brocade out of the box even more roughly.

"His-"

A sharp tearing sound rang out as Murong Lian forcefully ripped a long gash in the brocade.

"Ah!" Murong Lian cried out in fright, and the cloth in her hand slipped to the ground.

"Oh dear, you can't pull this brocade like that!" exclaimed a shop assistant nearby.

Murong Lian then realized what had happened, and her face turned deathly pale.

Murong Lian hurriedly squatted down to examine the brocade, only to find the tear shocking; in this condition, the brocade was unusable.

"What...what should I do? I didn't mean to, it's not my fault." Murong Lian was completely lost and looked around frantically, searching for Murong Xuewei.

At this moment, the shopkeeper rushed over upon hearing the noise, and gasped upon seeing the scene before him.

"My dear Third Miss, what are you doing? This is a piece of Yun brocade custom-made for the Minister of the Capital, specially made for the old lady's birthday dress. How am I supposed to explain this to the Minister?" The shopkeeper was in a panic.

Upon hearing this, Murong Lian was terrified.

She was merely an adopted daughter of the Murong family, and was already neglected in the household. If she were to offend the Minister, her future would be truly unbearable.

"No...it's not my fault, it's...it's them, they didn't put it away properly, that's why I accidentally tore it!" In her panic, Murong Lian pointed at the shop assistants who were helping to move the fabric and said in a shrill voice.

The shop assistants were stunned. They never expected that Murong Lian would shift the blame onto them.

“Third Miss, it was clearly you…” one of the shop assistants couldn’t help but try to defend himself.

"Shut up! Do you even have the right to speak here?" Murong Lian glared at her fiercely and shouted angrily.

The shop assistant was too frightened to speak and could only lower his head, silently enduring Murong Lian's rage.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper secretly groaned, but dared not say anything more. He could only send someone to invite Murong Xuewei.

Murong Xuewei was enjoying tea in the backyard when a servant came to report that Murong Lian had damaged the brocade that the Minister had commissioned. She frowned.

"Take me to see!" Murong Xuewei put down her teacup and said coldly.