The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Ha! What a clever woman Anmi is, treating him like a thief? She really is a shrewd one. With her shout, even if someone comes and sees him in her room, they will only think he is a thief. Anmi herself can avoid all accusations and leave no room for the woman at the door to make any false accusations.

Haha, this Anmi, no wonder Qinglan can't let her go. She's so intelligent and charming, if it were him, he would also treat her differently!

“An Mi, you…” An Xinlian gritted her teeth, her face already changed. Catching a thief? How could it be catching a thief? This man is clearly not a thief!

However, she had to admit that this meant her previous plans had completely failed. But she had finally gotten this opportunity, so how could she just watch it slip away?

She was unwilling to accept it! An Xinlian glared fiercely at An Mi, "You're talking nonsense! You and this man have been in the room for a long time. If he were a thief, you would have shouted just now. Why did you wait until now? An Mi, don't try to deny it. Admit it, this man is your lover, isn't he?"

Upon hearing the word "lover," Nalan Yu's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

An Mi frowned, still looking wary and defensive. "What are you saying, elder sister? He's clearly a thief. Why don't you let Father reason with me and see if he believes there's a thief in my room or your so-called 'lover'? I'm sure Father will make his own decision!"

These words startled An Xinlian, as if they had awakened her. An Mi was telling her: see whether her father would believe her or believe her, a person with a bad record!

Besides, they all know their father well. The scandal that happened to the An family some time ago had already ruined their reputation. How could An Yuefeng allow anything that would damage the An family's reputation to happen again? Even if what An Xinlian said was true, that this man was a "lover," An Yuefeng would probably try his best to cover it up!

An Xinlian's face paled. She wasn't stupid; she knew who her father would believe. She gritted her teeth, her expression filled with hatred as if she wanted to tear An Mi to pieces. Looking at the slight smile on An Mi's face, she felt even more itchy with hatred!

An Mi saw her expression and said calmly, "Big sister, keep calling! If this thief won't leave, let Father come and chase him away, so he won't disturb my rest in this room."

Nalan Yu's brows furrowed slightly, then he burst into laughter, looking at An Mi and saying loudly, "You woman, this is the second time you've asked me to leave. If I don't know my place this time, will I really become a thief?"

Anmi smiled but remained silent. "Young master is a thief, isn't he?"

Nalan Jue raised an eyebrow and smiled, glancing at An Xinlian before looking at An Mi, "Yes, I am a thief!"

After saying that, he walked slowly to Anmi's dressing table, right in front of the two women in the room. Anmi frowned, looking at this man whose even the way he walked exuded a refined and lazy air, wondering what he was going to do.

Nalan Jue surveyed the dressing table for a moment, his gaze falling on something. He glanced back at An Mi with a hint of mockery in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he produced an item in his hand: a white pearl earring. It wasn't expensive, but it was one of An Mi's favorite pieces of jewelry.

“You…” An Mi frowned, seemingly already understanding his intentions.

Sure enough, before An Mi could finish speaking, Nalan Jue said loudly, "Since they are thieves, they cannot return empty-handed."

With that, the earring fell into Nalan Jue's pocket, and he proudly declared, "It's mine now!"

An Mi's lips twitched involuntarily, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at An Xinlian, whose face was ashen. At this moment, An Xinlian couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. She knew that the man was not a thief, but in the current situation, she couldn't tell the truth. She even had to watch the interaction between the two of them. She felt extremely frustrated.

An Xinlian's hands were already clenched into fists. She could only watch helplessly as the man in black walked towards the door. When she met his narrow eyes, for some reason, a chill ran through her body, her scalp tingled, and her body tensed up instinctively.

As Nalan Jue stepped out, he suddenly stopped in front of An Xinlian, staring intently at her. His tall frame loomed low, and he said with a forced smile, "Thanks to Miss An, I... I've been caught stealing today. I'll remember this 'kindness.' Miss An, how do you think this thief should repay this favor?"

An Xinlian's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she was overwhelmed by a sudden surge of fear, completely forgetting her resentment. She stammered, "Young...Young Master...I...I..."

"Heh! I didn't expect you to be so timid. Fine, I won't make things difficult for you for now. But... that woman who called me a thief..." Nalan Jue said, turning his head slightly to look at An Mi, a bright smile playing on his lips, and said meaningfully, "If you have the ability, you can teach her a lesson for me. But remember, don't hold back, or else..."

As Nalan Jue finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze, glanced at An Xinlian who was tense all over, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and a sense of triumph filled his heart. He chuckled, and the laughter sounded even more eerie to An Xinlian's ears.

Nalan Jue straightened up, didn't linger in the room any longer, and strode out...

The room was devoid of a man's presence, but the influence left by Nalan Jue remained, lingering there.

The night grew quieter. The two women stood facing each other in the room, neither speaking. After a while, An Mi finally stirred, slowly walking to a chair and sitting down. She spoke softly, "Isn't Big Sister leaving yet? Are you going to teach An Mi a lesson without holding back, just like that thief said?"

Ha! That Nalan Jue really knows how to bluff people!

The way An Xinlian looked before him suggested that she was genuinely intimidated by him. Otherwise, given An Xinlian's personality, even after Nalan Jue left, she would have still made a scene in front of him. But at this moment, she was clearly still immersed in the intimidation, or rather, the threat, that Nalan Jue had instilled in her.

Yes, it's a threat!

An Xinlian was seething with hatred. The man had told her to teach An Mi a lesson without holding back, but how could she be so stupid as not to understand the true meaning behind his words?

The man was telling her that if she dared to cause trouble for An Mi again, he wouldn't show her any mercy!

What is this if not a threat?

An Xinlian clenched her fists even tighter and glared at An Mi, "You win!"

Where did this peace come from? First Qinglan was on her side, then the King of Bohai protected her, and now, even this man from who-knows-where is protecting her like this!