The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

"Hehe..." Jin Qiaoyu chuckled softly. Was she still her youngest daughter? Now that she knew such a tragic truth, how could she pretend not to know? She didn't even know how to face this daughter in the future.

Thinking of something, Jin Qiaoyu's gaze towards Feng Xianglan changed. "No wonder you care so much about the Prince of Bohai!"

Back then, Jinlan was already deeply infatuated with the Prince of Bohai. If it weren't for that incident, the head of the Feng family would have been happy to bring Feng Jinlan and the Prince of Bohai together. But who could have predicted...

Mentioning the King of Bohai, a glint of madness flashed in Feng Xianglan's eyes. "Yes, I can't forget the King of Bohai, I still love him, but he took his anger out on 'me' as well!"

If there was anything she hadn't anticipated back then, it was the anger of the King of Bohai. She thought that once "Feng Jinlan" was dead, everything would be over. But she didn't expect that the King of Bohai would also take his anger out on "Feng Xianglan" and her mother. The Feng family even went so far as to kick them out of their home and sever all ties.

Now look what's happened! An Mi has managed to bewitch the King of Bohai. Just thinking about it makes her grit her teeth in hatred. She will never let An Mi get Bai Yi, and she will never let her be so smug for long.

At this moment, she was truly unaware that all her secrets were not only known to her mother, Jin Qiaoyu, but also to another person in a nearby secluded place, who was watching and listening to everything.

To be honest, An Mi was also shocked at this moment. Even in her previous life, she did not know that there was such an inside story. Feng Xianglan actually killed her own sister and is now living in this world under her sister's identity?

An Mi thought of Bai Yi. Even Bai Yi probably didn't know that the person he killed with his own hands back then wasn't the real Feng Jinlan!

Feng Xianglan, oh Feng Xianglan, I never imagined she would be far more ruthless than I thought!

A sarcastic smile curled at the corner of her lips. She wanted to see how this mother and daughter would get along in the future.

As Anmi was pondering this, she heard a noise from the other side. Snapping out of her reverie, Anmi immediately looked over, only to widen her eyes at what she saw…

Feng Xianglan, without anyone noticing, grabbed Jin Qiaoyu by the neck. Her disfigured face contorted with rage from the force, and she murmured frantically, "You slut, the Prince of Bohai wouldn't not love me, he wouldn't, he wouldn't!"

"You..." Jin Qiaoyu realized why Feng Xianglan had lost control and regretted provoking her like that. She only wanted to make her realize the truth: the King of Bohai would not like a woman who was disfigured and was the murderer of his sister. However, she did not expect that it would make Feng Xianglan suddenly go crazy.

Jin Qiaoyu felt the pain in her neck and her breathing becoming increasingly difficult. Anxiety gradually surfaced in her heart. "Jin... Jinlan... let... let go!"

"I am not Feng Jinlan, I am Feng Xianglan. Feng Jinlan is dead, she is dead. Tell me quickly, you will keep it a secret for me, you will not tell anyone about this." The madness in Feng Xianglan's eyes seemed to have gone mad, she was determined to get a promise from Jin Qiaoyu.

However, Jin Qiaoyu, whose throat was being choked, couldn't utter a sound. Feng Xianglan's eyes were filled with madness, and the force in her hand increased.

Looking at Feng Xianglan's crazed state, Jin Qiaoyu felt not only uneasy but also desperate. She had no doubt that this daughter would kill her. She could even frame her sister like that, so what was her mother?

A sarcastic smile played on Jin Qiaoyu's lips, but she didn't want to die. If anyone should die, it should be the other person!

With a sudden burst of determination, Jin Qiaoyu, drawing strength from who-knows-where, kicked Feng Xianglan away. Feng Xianglan stumbled, allowing Jin Qiaoyu to escape. Looking at Jin Qiaoyu struggling to get up on the ground, Feng Xianglan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

She had previously thought that her mother would keep it a secret, but now she didn't think so anymore. Perhaps, selfishness was flowing in their veins, and maybe one day, Jin Qiaoyu would betray her. When that happened, she was afraid she would regret it.

How can I completely put her at ease?

Feng Xianglan narrowed her eyes. Only the dead are the best at keeping secrets, and her mother... even if she was her mother, she would not allow this potential threat to exist!

Having made a decision in her heart, Feng Xianglan squatted down. When she stood up, there was something hidden in her hand behind her back. At this moment, Jin Qiaoyu, who had already gotten up from the ground, was breathing heavily, unaware that death was approaching her.

"Mother, why did you have to discover this secret tonight?" Feng Xianglan took a few steps closer to Jin Qiaoyu, her eyes filled with sorrow, but hidden beneath that sorrow was a cold ruthlessness.

Jin Qiaoyu frowned, looked up and met Feng Xianglan's eyes. She froze, her unease growing stronger. But before she could prepare herself, she saw the murderous intent flash in Feng Xianglan's eyes, and in the next instant, her face contorted into a ferocious expression. "You..."

As soon as Jin Qiaoyu uttered that one word, Feng Xianglan raised the stone in her hand, her eyes narrowed, and slammed it down hard on Jin Qiaoyu. Caught off guard, Jin Qiaoyu was immediately bleeding profusely from her head.

"I'm going to kill you!" Feng Xianglan screamed wildly, and with a sudden shove, Jin Qiaoyu fell to the ground again. Feng Xianglan covered Jin Qiaoyu with one hand to prevent her from making a sound, and with the other hand, she kept smashing the stone at Jin Qiaoyu's head. Each time it hit, blood was gushing out. Even An Mi, who was watching from not far away, was stunned for a moment.

Feng Xianglan's ruthlessness made it seem as if what she smashed was nothing more than wood.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Xianglan finally stopped. At this moment, Jin Qiaoyu had already stopped breathing. In the darkness, Jin Qiaoyu's eyes were wide open, staring at Feng Xianglan as if she could not even rest in peace in death.

Feng Xianglan gasped for breath, her gaze falling on Jin Qiaoyu's blood-covered head. Her heart skipped a beat, and she dropped the stone in her hand in shock, leaping up in fright...

"Mother, I'm sorry...I didn't know...I...ah..." Feng Xianglan covered her head, she had killed her mother!

The image of her sister dying flashed through her mind, her eyes wide open and refusing to close, just like Jin Qiaoyu's at this moment. Feng Xianglan gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and rushed forward, reaching out to try to close Jin Qiaoyu's open eyes. However, no matter what she did, the eyes did not move, just staring at her as if accusing her of being ruthless.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... You provoked me... It's not my fault..." Feng Xianglan's eyes panicked. What should she do now? Her mother was dead, and it might be discovered first thing tomorrow morning. What should she do?