The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Yu Fangfei was stunned, as if struck by lightning. A letter of divorce?

These two words instilled a deep fear in her subconscious, and the thought of Xinhe being divorced filled her with a sense of melancholy.

Yu Fangfei gritted her teeth, spoke in a deep voice, and changed her attitude, "Master, I will obey your decision."

A concubine? Isn't it better to be a concubine than to be divorced?

A concubine? One day, she will reclaim her position as the legal wife!

An Mi saw her reaction, her eyes still filled with coldness. Yu Fangfei accepted it calmly now? But how could she really be calm in her heart?

Ha! It's a good thing she wasn't divorced. If she had, it would have been too easy for her. For Yu Fangfei, what could be more painful than watching someone else sit in the place that rightfully belonged to her and enjoy the treatment that should have been hers? That would probably be worse than killing her!

Moreover… An Mi glanced indifferently at Jin Qiaoyu, who was beaming with excitement. Ha, this one is no pushover either. How could she possibly give up this opportunity to trample Yu Fangfei underfoot and avenge her previous grievances?

It seems that things are becoming increasingly unsettled in the An family mansion.

“Brother Feng is wise. Brother Feng, the new legal wife... the whole household needs someone to manage it.” Jin Qiaoyu said meaningfully.

An Yuefeng merely glanced at Jin Qiaoyu indifferently, "Yes, the An family does indeed need someone to manage things. Let me consider this matter further!"

Jin Qiaoyu had thought that the master would take this opportunity to make her his official wife, but when she heard him say that he needed to consider it, her face suddenly stiffened, and a trace of resentment rose in her heart. But she still managed to suppress it and forced a smile, "Brother Feng is right. This official wife is no small matter. Naturally, we need to consider it carefully."

As Jin Qiaoyu spoke, her gaze inadvertently swept over Yu Fangfei, catching the sarcasm in her eyes, as if mocking her for miscalculating. Jin Qiaoyu was startled, and a surge of resentment welled up within her. Mock? What right did that bitch Yu Fangfei have to mock her?

Feng is just not making a decision right now, which doesn't mean she's miscalculated. Hmph, she has plenty of ways to get Feng to make her his official wife!

Lowering her gaze, Jin Qiaoyu pondered in her heart, her determination growing stronger.

"Mi'er..." Suddenly, An Yuefeng's voice rang out, drawing everyone's attention. Even An Mi was startled. When she looked up, she met An Yuefeng's eyes. Compared to his usual indifference, those eyes were now filled with undisguised enthusiasm, so enthusiastic that it made people's scalps tingle.

An Mi frowned inwardly. What was her father up to now?

The others also felt strange. They all knew that the head of the family usually didn't care much about An Mi, so her attitude today really made them more cautious.

Under everyone's gaze, An Yuefeng slowly walked towards An Mi, stopping a step away from her. At that moment, An Mi also stood up and softly called out, "Father."

An Yuefeng looked at An Mi and nodded repeatedly. Finally, he spoke loudly, his tone tinged with amusement, "Mi'er, I didn't know you had been living in the servants' quarters all these years. It was my oversight. You won't blame me, will you?"

An Mi twitched the corner of her mouth, but said calmly, "What are you saying, Father?"

An Mi neither said she was upset nor that she wasn't upset, but An Yuefeng took it as her being upset and said with satisfaction, "Good, you are truly a magnanimous woman, worthy of being my daughter, An Yuefeng. However, I feel deeply guilty."

An Mi lowered her brows. Guilt? How could she possibly believe the guilt she was hearing from this person at this moment?

An Mi remained silent, while An Yuefeng continued, "Mi'er, from now on, I will take you with me when I go out, to make up for the years I have neglected you. We, father and daughter, should spend more time together. I think that with your intelligence, you will quickly get the hang of business matters. I need your help, so you can't refuse!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned. Although An Yuefeng had phrased it tactfully, his meaning was crystal clear: was he going to take An Mi under his wing to manage the An family's business? What did this mean?

Even if the An family's assets don't fall into An Mi's hands in the future, as long as she gets involved now, it won't be an easy thing to eliminate her influence later.

An Yuefeng's decision undoubtedly surprised everyone.

“Father, Second Sister is a woman. How can a woman show her face in public like this? Isn’t this inappropriate?” It was An Xinlian who spoke. She was the first to disagree with her father taking An Mi to manage the business. Even if women getting involved in business was not well accepted by the world, if An Mi held power in the An family business, then An Mi’s status in the An family would be completely different. What if An Mi inherited the An family business? The more An Xinlian thought about it, the more suffocated she felt, as if she were being squeezed tightly by a hand, making it hard to breathe.

An Yuefeng frowned, then glared at An Xinlian. "Is it up to you whether it's appropriate or not?"

An Xinlian undoubtedly disappointed him; this daughter was just like Yu Fangfei.

An Xinlian's expression stiffened after being publicly rebuked by An Yuefeng, and her face turned even paler. She gritted her teeth, feeling resentful but forced to suppress her anger, and her hatred for An Mi intensified.

However, there's plenty of time ahead. She's just a concubine's daughter; no one should try to trample on her!

Jin Qiaoyu also realized the implications of this situation and couldn't help but glance at An Mi a few more times. She had never taken An Mi's second young lady seriously, but now, Brother Feng was intentionally bringing her along to familiarize her with the An family's business?

It seems she really underestimated An Mi!

Jin Qiaoyu lowered her gaze and chuckled, "Brother Feng, why don't we let Xianglan go with the Second Miss? It would be good for the two women to look after each other. What do you think?"

"Xianglan?" An Yuefeng frowned, glancing at Feng Xianglan sitting there. The veil covering her face subconsciously reminded him of the incident when the Liu family proposed marriage that day. Such a woman, her face ruined, her hands ruined, he feared that in the future...

Jin Qiaoyu caught the guilt in his eyes and sighed helplessly, "Master, Qiaoyu no longer expects Xianglan to get married. Xianglan's current state is all the fault of that Fifth Miss... Qiaoyu only hopes that Xianglan can live a worry-free life on her own in the future. If that happens, Qiaoyu will be content."

An Yuefeng's brow furrowed even more, but he remained silent.

At this moment, An Mi spoke up, saying loudly, "Mi'er will listen to Father's arrangement. Father, let Miss Xianglan go with Mi'er. Aunt Qiaoyu is right, it will be good to have someone to look after you."