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

She had long anticipated that Jiang Lingyun and Murong Lian would resort to such underhanded tactics, so she made preparations in advance.

I never expected that after waiting for so many days, all I would get was such a low-level trick.

"Liuli, go and invite Wu Qingcheng over." Murong Xuewei put down her teacup, a mysterious smile playing on her lips.

“Miss, what do you want with Wu Qingcheng? She is the most famous courtesan in Ningcheng. If the master finds out…” Liuli looked troubled.

"What's there to be afraid of? I didn't ask her to sing and dance." Murong Xuewei waved her hand dismissively.

"Then you are..." Liuli was even more puzzled.

“I want her to help me with publicity.” A glint of shrewdness flashed in Murong Xuewei’s eyes.

Wu Qingcheng leaned lazily against the chaise lounge, her slender fingers gently toying with the wine cup, her beautiful eyes exuding charm.

“Miss Murong is a rare guest. Usually, it’s all rough men who come here. I never thought I would welcome a beauty like Miss Murong. How come Miss Murong is also interested in my good looks?” Wu Qingcheng said with a hint of teasing in her tone.

“Miss Wu Qingcheng is too kind. I’ve come today to ask for your help,” Murong Xuewei said, getting straight to the point.

"Oh? What kind of favor could make Miss Murong go to such lengths?" Wu Qingcheng became interested and sat up straight.

"I'd like to ask you to help me promote the fabrics in our shop," Murong Xuewei said bluntly.

"Promoting fabric? What's so difficult about that? Just find a seamstress to make a few clothes, and I'll wear them and dance a little." Wu Qingcheng said dismissively.

“No, this isn’t the kind of publicity I want,” Murong Xuewei shook her head.

"What kind of publicity method does Miss Murong want?" Wu Qingcheng asked, intrigued.

"I want you to ride in a float, parading through the busiest streets of Ningcheng, showcasing our shop's fabrics to everyone," Murong Xuewei said firmly.

"A parade of floats? That's a novel idea." Wu Qingcheng was quite interested.

"I know this is a bit much for you, young lady, but I can assure you that this will definitely be a mutually beneficial collaboration," Murong Xuewei said confidently.

Three days later, the streets of Ningcheng were deserted as everyone flocked to watch the dazzling float parade.

The floats were lavishly decorated, with all sorts of fabrics hanging from them, shimmering and sparkling in the sunlight—a truly breathtaking sight.

Wu Qingcheng, dressed in a gorgeous gown made from fabric from Murong Xuewei's shop, sat gracefully on the flower cart, like a celestial maiden descending to earth, her beauty breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

"Whose young master is promoting Wu Qingcheng? They've even put up a float."

"What young master! This is the second young lady of the Murong family. She specially invited Wu Qingcheng to promote their store's new fabrics."

"Hiring a courtesan to promote new fabric? Has the second young lady of the Murong family gone mad?"

Murong Xuewei seemed completely unconcerned by the murmurs in the crowd, and simply told people to keep walking.

After the float had traveled a distance, many fashion-conscious women noticed the clothes Wu Qingcheng was wearing.

"This dress is so beautiful! What material is it made of? It's so smooth and delicate!"

"Yes, the pattern is absolutely exquisite. This is the first time I've ever seen such beautiful fabric!"

"If I could own a dress like that, I'd die happy!"

"But weren't there rumors circulating in the city a few days ago that the Murong family's fabrics were of poor quality and that wearing them would harm one's health?"

There was a buzz of discussion among the crowd. Some were marveling at the exquisite fabrics from Murong Xuewei's shop, while others were worried about rumors that wearing the fabrics would cause physical discomfort.

Murong Xuewei seemed to have anticipated all of this, and she stood up wearing a gorgeous dress of a different style from Wu Qingcheng's, with a veil on her face.

This dress is more dignified and elegant than Wu Qingcheng's, but it's obvious that the fabric of the dress Murong Xuewei is wearing is exactly the same as Wu Qingcheng's. Wearing it on Murong Xuewei makes people unconsciously want to admire her.

"A few days ago, there were rumors in Ningcheng that the fabrics of my Murong family were made of some poisonous materials. Today, I, Murong Xuewei, will clarify this rumor in front of everyone. All the fabrics and garments sold in my Murong family shops are made of absolutely natural and non-toxic materials. If anyone is poisoned after wearing my Murong family's clothes in my shop, I am willing to give away all my wealth to compensate the poisoned person."

Murong Xuewei's words caused the people present to gasp in shock.

To spend all one's wealth to compensate those poisoned—one must have immense confidence in their fabrics to dare say such a thing!

Many unscrupulous people also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune. After all, everyone had witnessed the wealth of the Murong family. Although no one knew exactly how much wealth the Murong family had, just looking at the endless stream of customers in the Murong family's shops every day, one could guess that the money must be considerable.

Murong Xuewei continued, "But if any busybody wants to take this opportunity to smear my Murong family, they should first consider whether they are qualified. Although my Murong family is just a merchant family, I, Murong Xuewei, am not someone to be bullied. If you come to smear my Murong family, you should be prepared to fight me to the death."

Murong Xuewei's combination of kindness and severity impressed everyone present and deterred those who harbored ill intentions towards the Murong family.

Murong Xuewei stood in the crowd, watching all this, a smug smile playing on her lips.

She knew that the parade had not only successfully dispelled the rumors, but also boosted the shop's business.

Murong Lian and Jiang Lingyun were furious when they learned that Murong Xuewei had easily dispelled the rumors with just a float.

Enraged, Murong Lian smashed the teacup beside her, and the shards that flew up and cut her hand.

Murong Lian became even angrier and smashed things all over the room.

"Bitches, they're all bitches! Why do they want to terminate my contract when I work so hard, but when Murong Xuewei just treats me to a meal, those bitches happily renew the contract? Why?"

Jiang Lingyun rolled her eyes at Murong Lian with disdain. They both grew up in the Murong family, so why was Murong Xuewei so dignified and elegant, while Murong Lian was like a crazy woman?

"That's enough." Jiang Lingyun took Murong Lian's hand. "Instead of complaining here, we should think about whether there's any other way to get some more money."

Murong Lian seemed to have been driven mad. "What can I do? The shops that I worked so hard to get were so easily taken back by Murong Xuewei. What else can I do?"

Jiang Lingyun's eyes darted around, a calculating glint in them. She glanced at Murong Lian, then at herself. "No, you still have a chance."