The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

An Xinhe secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that as long as she could bewitch Liu Zhan, she didn't care what Madam Liu did.

Madam An noticed her subtle actions and continued, "Do you think I arranged for Feng Xianglan to embroider with you because I really wanted to see you compete? The outcome of today's embroidery competition is already decided, so why would I do something meaningless?"

Upon hearing this, An Xinlian and An Xinhe became even more interested. "Mother, what are you going to do?"

Madam An smiled knowingly, "Using someone else's knife to injure them!"

So what if that bitch Jin Qiaoyu moved into the ancestral home? She'll make her regret moving into the ancestral home, and even more regret letting the master bring her to Rongjin City!

First, she would target her daughter.

Jin Qiaoyu, if you try to fight her, she'll make sure you don't even know how you died!

The two sisters frowned, and An Xinlian spoke first, "Using someone else's knife to hurt someone? Mother wants to teach that Feng Xianglan a lesson? But whose 'knife' will she borrow?"

"The An family belongs to the three of us, mother and daughters. Even if I don't give birth to a son, the An family will only belong to you two sisters in the future. No one can take it away from us. Tell me, in the An family, besides us, who else isn't one of us?" Madam An sneered. Over the years, she had not been able to give birth to a son, and now she had no hope at all. Fortunately, she had the means to ensure that the sons born to the master's concubines were either dead, crippled, or confined to the other courtyards and unable to participate in the An family's affairs.

"Mother, you mean..." An Xinhe suddenly realized, her eyes widening in surprise, "An Mi? An Mi is the 'knife' you mentioned?"

Madam An's smile grew even colder. "That woman's daughter is able to do something for us; it's worth it for the An family to have raised her for so many years."

“But…but looking at the relationship between An Mi and the King of Bohai today…” An Xinlian murmured, frowning. If she used An Mi as a weapon and the King of Bohai found out, this…

Madam An understood An Xinlian's concerns, and her expression darkened slightly. An Xinhe, however, snorted coldly, "Why should we be afraid of the King of Bohai? I am the fiancée of the richest man in Rongjin City. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Besides, Rongjin City is not the King of Bohai's fiefdom. So what if he has immense power?"

Madam An and An Xinlian exchanged a glance but said nothing. However, they were much more thoughtful than An Xinhe. Even if Rongjincheng was not the fiefdom of the King of Bohai, they could not afford to offend him given his status. Moreover, they had seen Madam Liu's attitude towards the King of Bohai today. Even the Liu family dared not offend the King of Bohai!

However, even knowing that she was wary of the King of Bohai, Madam An did not give up her plan. Using An Mi as a weapon to deal with Feng Xianglan and strike at Jin Qiaoyu, she could kill three birds with one stone. Why not?

Since the plan cannot be cancelled, the only options besides being more cautious are to become even more ruthless and ensure that even the King of Bohai cannot protect Anmi.

As she pondered this in her heart, Madam An's lips curled into a satisfied smile, but the coldness in her eyes sent chills down one's spine.

Meanwhile, the group returned to the An residence. As soon as they got off the carriage, they encountered An Yuefeng, the patriarch of the An family, who had also returned from outside. Seeing An Yuefeng get off the carriage, Madam An immediately went to greet him happily, but after taking just one step, she suddenly froze.

"Be careful. Never mind, let me carry you down. You've had a hard day," An Yuefeng said softly, his voice full of tenderness.

That tone instantly cooled Yu Fangfei's initial enthusiasm as the legal wife. She stared intently at the woman standing on the carriage, whose hand was being held by An Yuefeng. Who else could it be but that bitch Jin Qiaoyu?

Unlike Yu Fangfei, Jin Qiaoyu didn't possess the same madam's authority. As a woman, she knew best what her weapons were. At this moment, Jin Qiaoyu naturally saw the people at the door, and of course, she wouldn't ignore Yu Fangfei's frozen face. Recalling the smugness in Yu Fangfei's eyes when she went to the embroidery appreciation event this morning, Jin Qiaoyu's lips curled up imperceptibly. She turned to look at An Yuefeng, her voice gentle and sweet, "Master is so good to Qiaoyu."

An Yuefeng was absolutely smitten by Jin Qiaoyu's utter adoration for him, and his mood soared. Without a second thought, and despite the presence of so many people, he swept Jin Qiaoyu up in his arms. Jin Qiaoyu instinctively wrapped her arms around An Yuefeng's neck and nestled against his chest, feeling utterly delighted. A legal wife, huh? So what if she was a legal wife? The key was winning the master's love!

Jin Qiaoyu was determined to monopolize the master's affection!

Jin Qiaoyu's smug smile didn't escape Yu Fangfei's notice. Yu Fangfei clenched her fists tighter, and the hatred surging in her eyes burned fiercely.

An Yuefeng looked up and saw Yu Fangfei's gloomy face. His thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he ignored her and walked straight towards the gate of the An residence. But how could Jin Qiaoyu let such a good opportunity pass by? Just as An Yuefeng carried her to Yu Fangfei's side, Jin Qiaoyu suddenly spoke up, "Master, put Qiaoyu down, my sister..."

“It’s alright. You’ve walked too much with me today, inspecting the embroidery workshop and teaching those embroiderers how to embroider. You must be tired. It’s only right that I carry you inside,” An Yuefeng said in a deep voice, without any intention of putting Jin Qiaoyu down.

Jin Qiaoyu bit her lip, meeting Yu Fangfei's eyes apologetically. "Sister, after you left this morning, Master returned to the manor. Seeing that Qiaoyu was bored at home, he took her out. Fortunately, Qiaoyu knows a little about embroidery and was able to help Master a bit. Sister, Master is always considerate to his wives and concubines, so please don't take it to heart..."

Jin Qiaoyu appeared apprehensive, as if afraid that Yu Fangfei, the legal wife, might hold a grudge. However, the provocation and smugness that flickered in her eyes did not escape Yu Fangfei's notice, and were clearly captured by An Mi.

An Mi raised the corners of her mouth, and a hint of sarcasm gradually appeared in her eyes. This Jin Qiaoyu did not take Yu Fangfei seriously at all. And with Yu Fangfei's personality, how could she allow Jin Qiaoyu to provoke her so brazenly?

An Mi subtly shifted her gaze to Yu Fangfei, only to find that the anger in Yu Fangfei's eyes had not subsided. However, a smile had already appeared on her face as she glanced at Jin Qiaoyu indifferently. "Qiaoyu also said that the master has always been considerate to his wives and concubines. You are the master's concubine, so why would I take it to heart?"

Hmph, is Jin Qiaoyu telling her that the master wants her to get involved in outside businesses? Can she even help? This woman is really something else, and she's up to no good!

So what? In the end, she's just a concubine, and she'll make sure she can't even have a peaceful life as a concubine.

With a slight shift in her gaze, Yu Fangfei glanced disdainfully at Jin Qiaoyu, then turned to An Yuefeng and said dignifiedly and gently, "Master, I have good news. Xinhe won first place at today's embroidery competition."

"Oh? Really?" An Yuefeng's face lit up with joy.

"Of course it's true! Not only did she win the championship, but the young master of the Liu family is going to marry our Xinhe. Madam Liu will send someone to propose marriage tomorrow." Yu Fangfei looked at An Yuefeng's reaction with satisfaction. How could she not know her husband? He had long wanted to establish some connection with the Liu family.