The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Everything was going very smoothly, but just as she was relieved that she had finally stood up without waking Bai Yi, she heard Bai Yi's voice slowly ring out...

"You're awake!" The pleasant voice carried the usual languidness of someone waking up in the morning, making it even more captivating.

An Mi was suddenly stunned, her whole body stiffened completely, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily. She cursed under her breath.

Seeing the stiff body, Bai Yi's lips curled into a slight, mischievous smile. However, remembering his doubts from the previous night, Bai Yi frowned. "Last night, you were drunk and said some things..."

An Mi frowned, a hint of unease rising in her heart, but she still didn't turn around. "What did I say?"

Bai Yi watched An Mi's retreating figure, "Liu'er...who is the daughter of the Liu family?"

An Mi froze, her eyes widening in shock. Good heavens, what had she said? Bai Yi was so shrewd that even the slightest clue could arouse his suspicion. And how much had she said?

He couldn't help but curse under his breath; drinking really does lead to trouble!

Taking a deep breath, An Mi knew that she needed to remain calm at this moment. Any slight mistake would only arouse Bai Yi's suspicion. She frowned, calmed the turmoil in her heart, and turned to face Bai Yi with a face full of doubt. "Liu'er? Isn't she sleeping in her room? How come Your Highness doesn't know who she is?"

His calm expression showed no sign of panic or pretense, and was so natural that no one could find any flaws in it, even Bai Yi was the same.

Bai Yi stared intently into An Mi's eyes, but even under Bai Yi's intimidating gaze, An Mi remained calm and composed, making Bai Yi seem rather strange.

"Was Your Highness drunk or confused last night?" An Mi asked with a smile.

Bai Yi's gaze narrowed slightly. Was he drunk? Perhaps he really was drunk last night, but was he also truly confused?

An Mi has too many secrets, and those secrets are clearly ones she doesn't want to tell him. A sense of loneliness rises in his heart. Well, if that's the case, why should he force her? She has her reasons for not wanting to talk, but one day, he will make her willingly tell him all her secrets, just like he did last night!

However… thinking of something, Bai Yi’s eyes darkened. There were some things he ultimately didn’t say. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to say them, but simply that it wasn’t the right time yet!

"You must be confused! Look at me, I was so happy that you listened to my troubles last night, so..." Bai Yi smiled and made to get up...

An Mi breathed a sigh of relief, but when she heard Zi Baiyi talk about what happened last night, she was a little worried that his deep affection would stir her heart again. Last night was just her bold indulgence with herself. After it was over, she would forget about it. He was still his King of Bohai, and she was still his An Mi. The two were business partners and friends, nothing more.

With a slight frown, An Mi slowly said, "Then An Mi will take her leave."

Having said that, before Bai Yi could respond, An Mi turned and left. She had only taken a few steps when she heard Bai Yi's voice behind her...

"Hey, wait... my leg... is numb..."

An Mi froze, her steps faltering. She remembered sleeping with her head on his lap all night, and how his legs were numb—it was all her doing. But… thinking of that intimacy, An Mi blushed. She couldn't let Bai Yi see her like this. Trying to ignore the sounds coming from behind Bai Yi, An Mi continued walking towards the gate of the villa…

Bai Yi thought An Mi had stopped to stay and help him, but she only paused briefly before leaving again. Bai Yi frowned. "An Mi, you have to help me get up... Hey, wait a minute, my leg... Ouch... You little ingrate!"

Watching that receding figure, Bai Yi gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, but his words were full of doting affection. This woman didn't even turn her head once. He didn't believe that she hadn't heard his voice!

"Don't you even think about who caused me to be like this!" Bai Yi was still somewhat displeased, his handsome brows furrowed. If An Mi had come to help him up, he would have had a chance to get close to her, but now... he was left all alone, how desolate!

Bai Yi tried to get up again, supporting himself with his hands, but his legs, which had been pressed down all night and hadn't moved at all, wouldn't obey him. He tried several times but failed.

Just as An Mi was saying goodbye, Uncle Ji, who had arrived in the garden, couldn't help but find it amusing to see his master in this state. He stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Your Highness, Miss An Mi has probably left the courtyard. Perhaps this old servant could assist you..."

In recent years, the prince has never yielded in front of others and has always been a strong and powerful figure. When have we ever seen the prince asking for help like this?

Bai Yi struggled to support himself against the tree trunk behind him. Hearing Uncle Ji's voice, he looked visibly embarrassed. When he looked up and saw Uncle Ji trying to suppress his laughter, he frowned, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "Hurry up and help me!"

This tranquility made him a laughingstock!

Uncle Ji dared not delay and immediately stepped forward to support Bai Yi. Seeing Bai Yi's handsome face contorted with pain from the numbness in his legs, a pang of pity rose in his heart. This prince must have been worried about disturbing Miss An Mi's sleep last night, so he didn't let his legs move all night. With them pressed down like that, it's no wonder they're numb!

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Alas... Your Highness, when did you become so foolish?!

Bai Yi was helped back to his room, while An Mi returned to the An residence. As soon as she entered the residence through the back gate, she saw Feng Xianglan standing not far away, her eyes filled with jealousy and hatred, staring at her intently without any attempt to hide it.

An Mi lowered her brows, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes. Thinking of what happened yesterday evening, Feng Xianglan's frustration was still fresh in her mind. A soft laugh escaped her lips, and An Mi walked past Feng Xianglan with her head held high, not even glancing at her.

That attitude of completely disregarding her was like a knife stabbing into Feng Xianglan's heart, but Feng Xianglan could only glare at her helplessly.

She knew perfectly well that An Mi was actually Miss Yan, but if she exposed her, it would actually benefit An Mi.

She knew perfectly well that An Mi hadn't returned last night because she was with the Prince of Bohai. Her heart was filled with jealousy, but she still couldn't bring it to light. She knew that if An Yuefeng or the world knew that An Mi and the Prince of Bohai were so intimate, they wouldn't say that An Mi was immoral; on the contrary, they would praise her even more.

To gain the favor of the King of Bohai is such an honor!