The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Chapter 112 A living hell: Insulting the scumbag! (4)

He, the eldest young master of the Liu family, is the one who gives others attitude; when has he ever been treated so disrespectfully?

Immediately, Liu Zhan's face turned pale and then red, his eyes filled with deep displeasure. That Miss Yan... did she really not take her seriously at all? She's just a woman!

The fire in his chest was burning intensely, making his face flush red. At this moment, he really wanted to teach that woman a lesson, but... thinking of the purpose of his visit today, Liu Zhan had to suppress his anger.

Just now, after arriving at Liu's Embroidery Shop and receiving the manager's report, he had been feeling down ever since. He hadn't expected that Shengshi Lieyan would be so popular today, almost bustling with customers, while his Liu's Embroidery Shop was deserted. This made him even more vigilant.

If things continue like this, even without Liu Jing's illegitimate son trying to take it away, he's afraid his Liu's Embroidery Shop will have to close down.

Why is this raging inferno targeting Liu's Embroidery Shop?

Liu Zhan couldn't figure it out, but one thing he was even clearer about made him more determined to make the decision he made last night: he was determined to win over that Miss Yan, and he had to do it as soon as possible, no matter what method he had to use!

That's why he's standing here now amidst the raging flames of this glorious era that fill him with such rage.

Therefore, he couldn't let momentary anger ruin everything. Taking a deep breath, Liu Zhan tried to suppress the flames rising in his heart, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Since Miss Yan has something to attend to, then Liu Zhan will not disturb you any longer. I will visit again tomorrow!"

After saying that, Liu Zhan cupped his hands in the direction from which Miss Yan's voice had come, then turned around and walked out of the Flourishing Flame.

As An Mi watched that retreating figure, the sarcasm on her lips deepened. "Come again tomorrow?" This Liu Zhan still hadn't given up his ambition for that embroidery technique. But in this life, An Mi was determined not to let Liu Zhan have his way.

Come again tomorrow? What good would it do? It would only invite more humiliation. An Mi, how could she possibly show mercy to Liu Zhan, this heartless and cold-blooded man?

"If this young master of the Liu family comes again tomorrow, don't be polite. Just send him away. Don't let him delay our business." An Mi's cold voice rang out, startling Cheng Ying.

She could tell that the young woman's decision to open the Shengshi Lieyan embroidery shop directly opposite Liu's Embroidery Shop was a clear provocation, and the young woman's attitude towards the eldest son of the Liu family just now... really piqued her curiosity. "Miss, why...?"

Cheng Ying tentatively asked, "The young lady is her benefactor and now also her master. I want to understand the young lady better so that I can share her burdens and repay her kindness."

An Mi met Cheng Ying's concerned eyes. To some extent, the two women shared a similar fate, but An Mi's situation was far more tragic than Cheng Ying's. Thinking of her death in her past life, the coldness in An Mi's eyes deepened. "Do you hate that person from the Li family?"

Cheng Ying was slightly taken aback, her body visibly swaying. She hated it, of course she hated it!

She was willing to give up everything for him, but this is how she ended up. How could she not hate him? Even now, she has nightmares every night about how that man betrayed her, and she wakes up with a heart full of resentment.

But... if that's what the girl said... could it be...? Cheng Ying thought of something, but her mind was even more complicated. The girl was not married and she had never heard of any connection between the girl and the eldest young master of the Liu family. So what was the reason for the girl's hatred for Liu Zhan and her targeting of the Liu family?

Cheng Ying couldn't figure it out, so she didn't ask any more questions. Just then, An Mi's gaze, which fell on the shop lobby through the crack in the window, caught sight of a figure. She frowned slightly. The King of Donglin? What is he doing here?

Noticing An Mi's reaction, Cheng Ying stepped forward and slightly opened the window next to her. She saw the tall, resolute man in the hall, exuding a cold aura. Her gaze softened, and she whispered to An Mi, "Miss, the young master downstairs... bought a handkerchief at the shop today."

An Mi was taken aback. The King of Donglin had bought her handkerchief? This man, like his brothers, was also unpredictable.

Are all royal men so hard to understand?

In her previous life, Anmi married Liu Zhan. Even after Liu Zhan rose through the ranks, she didn't have much opportunity to interact with these royal family members. At most, she could only hear rumors about them and catch a glimpse of them from afar on certain occasions. She didn't even have the right to speak to them.

But in this life, she encountered three of them all at once... An Mi twitched the corner of her mouth and shook her head slightly.

“Miss, this man is generous, looks distinguished, and has an imposing presence. Cheng Ying, go and greet him.” Cheng Ying said. Naturally, Shengshi Lieyan could not neglect such a guest.

An Mi frowned slightly, looking at the imposing figure in the hall. She met his gaze and was startled, but then sighed, "Alright, please invite that young master up. I will personally greet him and give the order that from now on, this young master will be a distinguished guest whenever he comes to Shengshi Lieyan. Anything he likes will be given to him for free."

"This..." Cheng Ying looked at An Mi in surprise. A free gift? What if the young master takes a fancy to the exquisite embroidery made by the young lady?

An Mi saw through her thoughts and smiled, giving Cheng Ying a playful glance. "Would you dare accept the King of Donglin's money? Besides, we're not giving it away for free. If our Shengshi Lieyan products appear on the King of Donglin, or appear frequently, what do you think others would think if they found out?"

Cheng Ying froze, then looked at the man in the hall. The King of Donglin? That man was actually the King of Donglin? He was the king of Rongjin City!

Cheng Ying looked at An Mi and suddenly understood, "You are wise, young lady."

If others knew that even the mighty King of Donglin had a particular fondness for Shengshi Lieyan's embroidery, wouldn't they all vie to emulate it? In the end, Shengshi Lieyan is the one who benefits.

"Alright, go quickly. Treat King Donglin the same way you would any other distinguished guest," Anmi instructed.

Cheng Ying was taken aback for a moment, but didn't say anything more and left the room.

An Mi sat peacefully on the soft couch. In just a moment, the King of Donglin entered. An Mi was now wearing a veil, dressed as Miss Yan. When she looked up and saw the newcomer, a smile appeared on the corner of An Mi's mouth under the veil. She stood up and curtsied, "This humble woman greets the King of Donglin."

King Donglin remained silent, walked to Anmi and sat down opposite her. His gaze swept over Anmi and landed on the two cups of tea on the table. He reached out and picked up one of them, savoring it slowly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, An Mi didn't say anything more either. She sat down and drank her tea. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very strange. Neither of them spoke, and the King of Donglin just kept drinking his tea.

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