The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

An Mi paused, her hand holding the teacup. Looking at An Xinlian's "kind" smile, the corners of her mouth also lifted slightly, and she murmured, "Family..."

What a family! She hadn't forgotten how this mother and daughter had tormented and oppressed her. A family? Did they realize they were family now? She knew An Xinlian's personality quite well; she might still say they were family at this moment, but the next second, she would stab them in the back without hesitation.

An Xinlian, unaware of An Mi's thoughts, was delighted to see the smile on An Mi's face and became even more enthusiastic, "Mi'er, why didn't you tell us sooner that you are Miss Yan? We could have been happy for you sooner, couldn't we?"

"Oh? Is that so? Miss An is sure she'll be happy, instead of thinking of ways to scheme against me?" An Mi lowered her brows, her tone very calm, but her calm tone was full of barbs.

An Xinlian was just playing along with her, but she had no interest in putting on an act.

As soon as An Mi finished speaking, An Xinlian's face darkened instantly. Her face even twitched slightly because of An Mi's sudden change in attitude. However, An Mi thought that her face was twitching so badly because she was angry.

An Xinlian felt as if she had been slapped hard across the face by An Mi. She felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart, but she still deliberately suppressed her anger and forced a smile. "What are you saying, Mi'er? Aren't we sisters? Why would I scheme against you?"

"Why can't you think of a way to deal with me again? Have you forgotten how An Xinhe died?" An Mi took a small sip of tea and chuckled. Did An Xinlian really think she was a fool?

Wouldn't they scheme against her? All along, this mother and daughter have regarded her as a thorn in their side, wishing they could remove her as soon as possible. But how could they possibly scheme against Anmi in this life?

An Xinlian was startled, her face turning pale and then red. She glanced at An Mi, and the anger she had been trying so hard to suppress finally burst out. "An Mi, don't push your luck."

An Mi raised an eyebrow, meeting An Xinlian's angry gaze, but remained calm and composed. "I'd like to know who's shameless."

For a moment, An Xinlian's anger and An Mi's calmness formed a stark contrast. The confrontation between the two, one cold and one hot, did not extinguish the fire with water, but rather added fuel to the fire. An Xinlian, embarrassed and guilty, had her chest heaving violently. "An Mi, don't think that just because you have your current status, I'm afraid of you. Don't forget, this is the An family mansion."

An Mi shrugged nonchalantly and put down her teacup. "Judging from what Miss An is saying, it seems the An family mansion is some kind of hellhole. Do you think I'm afraid of you here?"

“You…” An Xinlian was speechless, her face, which had been pale and flushed just moments before, was now even redder. When she caught sight of An Yuefeng at the door, An Xinlian immediately stepped forward, her face full of grievance, “Father, look, this An Mi really doesn’t care about you or the An family.”

An Xinlian, the villain, made the first accusation, attempting to provoke An Yuefeng's displeasure.

An Mi's lips curled into a sarcastic and disdainful smile, but her expression remained unchanged. She glanced at An Yuefeng, lowered her brows, and showed no fear.

An Yuefeng walked in with a solemn expression, but remained silent. An Xinlian and Yu Fangfei exchanged a glance, and Yu Fangfei snorted, "Master, this Mi'er has really grown too big for her britches. She doesn't even greet you when she sees you. She's not even the Princess Consort of Bohai yet! Even if she really becomes the Princess Consort of Bohai in the future, you will still be her father. Besides, there are countless noble ladies in the capital. How can a concubine or mistress compare to a legitimate principal wife?"

The implication was clear: even if An Mi was favored by the King of Bohai, as a concubine's daughter who was out in public, she could not become the principal wife.

These people were all trying to link her to the Prince of Bohai, which An Mi couldn't help but find amusing. So what if she was the principal wife? So what if she was a concubine? What they cared about wasn't what she cared about.

An Mi smiled faintly, disdainfully ignoring Yu Fangfei. Yu Fangfei was simply trying to provoke An Yuefeng's anger towards her, but when had she ever taken An Yuefeng's anger seriously?

Anmi remained silent, but Yu Fangfei felt somewhat defeated. She had never been ignored so thoroughly before, especially by that woman's daughter. How could she feel happy about it?

"Master, look at her! She doesn't even respect us, let alone you!" Yu Fangfei was furious. How could she swallow this insult?

An Yuefeng had been suppressing his anger, but after being provoked by An Xinlian and Yu Fangfei, the anger in his chest finally surfaced. However, thinking of An Mi's current status, he said, "Mi'er, I can pretend that what happened at the Chamber of Commerce that day never happened."

An Mi lowered her brows and smiled faintly. An Yuefeng frowned and continued, "I heard that you are going to the capital tomorrow. I am glad that you can come back to see me today. You can go with peace of mind. Your affairs are my affairs. As for Rong Jincheng's affairs, I will take good care of them for you and you will not have any worries."

An Yuefeng's words were eloquent and considerate, but An Mi could understand his true thoughts without even having to think about them.

The fact that he didn't pursue the matter of her embarrassing him in public that day shows he hasn't given up on her yet. He still wants to get benefits from her. After all, nowadays, even if Miss Yan says a word, she has a huge influence in Rongjin City. Moreover, judging from what he just said, does he want to interfere in An Mi's career after she enters the capital?

An Mi sneered inwardly. An Yuefeng, you've got a clever plan, but do you think she, An Mi, is stupid?

“Father, I am going to the capital, and I have already entrusted Cheng Ying with the affairs here. So there is no need for you to worry.” An Mi lowered her eyebrows and smiled.

Upon hearing this, An Yuefeng's face suddenly darkened. "Cheng Ying? What can a woman do well? Besides, she's ultimately an outsider. How can we let her manage things?"

These past few days, An Yuefeng had been pondering things. Yu Fangfei and An Xinlian had been praising him a lot, but after careful consideration, he realized that An Mi was not someone he could afford to offend. It would be better to win her over than to openly sever ties. He was willing to do anything, even if it meant currying favor with her, as long as he could gain something from it. That's why he was able to suppress his anger and not let it out.

He thought that as long as An Mi left, he would have a chance to do something, but the premise was that An Mi had to let everyone know that she cared about him as her father. Then, who would dare not show him any respect because of An Mi?