Don't meet me in your next life.

Xiang Yi didn't take Lu Sichen's grandfather's words seriously, but she did send a message to Lin Lubai, explaining the gist of the matter.

"I'll come back and explain to Grandpa that I've been a bit busy these days, and I'll be back next week after I've finished dealing with it."

Lin Lubai reassured her that he was there for her.

Over the course of a week, Lin Lubai would occasionally send her a message, asking how she and her child were doing, and also telling her that he missed her very much.

Although they were far apart, Xiang Yi felt that their hearts were together. She told Lin Lubai to take good care of himself and that she would take care of the child and wait for him.

To be a virtuous wife and follow her husband's lead—that's what Grandma taught Xiang Yiyi.

The next day, he seemed very busy, and didn't reply to any of my messages all day.

With her postpartum period coming to an end, Xiang Yi wanted to ask Lin Lubai if they should hold a full-month celebration for the baby, but she couldn't get in touch with him.

During postpartum confinement, women inevitably have all sorts of wild thoughts, and Xiang Yiyi was no exception.

She loved Lin Lubai, but did Lin Lubai love her? She wasn't sure, but Lin Lubai gave her marriage.

Xiang Yiyi was feeling very uneasy, but she also felt that she was being too dramatic. Did she think that she couldn't live without a man?

When the baby was almost a month old, people from the Lu family came to take the baby over for a banquet. Xiang Yi asked Lin Lu Bai, and Lin Lu Bai agreed without any objection.

The Lu family was somewhat skeptical, but only Lin Lubai knew whether the child was his.

For a time, a stalemate ensued, but the old chairman firmly believed that the child was Lu Sichen's. Perhaps this was his persistence and hope after his grandson's passing.

Grandpa tried to contact Lin Lubai, but the phone was switched off. His secretary said he was abroad. When asked about the child, the secretary also said he didn't know.

In the end, they couldn't get in touch with Lin Lubai, and Xiang Yi didn't agree to hold the banquet at the Lu family's house, so they could only wait for Lin Lubai to return.

We could only invite Xiao Qing and a few friends for a simple meal, which could be considered as a celebration for the baby's one-month birthday.

After her postpartum period, Xiang Yiyi was finally able to breathe freely again. She went shopping and had meals with Xiao Qing, and went home to take care of the child. Life seemed to be fine even without Lin Lubai.

Another week passed, and Xiang Yi still hadn't received a call from Lin Lubai, nor had she received any messages from him.

"Miss, something's happened, you need to come over right away." Xiang Yi was breastfeeding her baby when Uncle Zhou from the shop called her.

"What's wrong, Uncle Zhou?"

Uncle Zhou usually calls her once a month to tell her about the store's situation, so it's a bit strange that he's calling suddenly this time.

“Someone from the Industry and Commerce Bureau insists that there is a problem with the fabric in our store, and that we will be fined and the person in charge will be detained. You need to come and take a look right away.”

Uncle Zhou was a little anxious.

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Xiang Yi rushed to the store immediately after receiving the call.

The store was crowded with people, some in blue uniforms and some in police uniforms.

"Hello, I'm the shop owner. What's going on?" Xiang Yi asked as she entered the shop and saw several people in blue uniforms.

"Your store is suspected of smuggling and tax evasion. Please come with us."

“Alright. I’ll go with you.” Xiang Yi looked at Uncle Zhou. “Uncle Zhou, will you come with me?”

Although Xiang Yi knew about the situation in the store, Uncle Zhou knew more about many things than he did.

The two of them went to the police station together to learn about the situation.

Their fabric was indeed smuggled goods, purchased through a "special" channel by the buyer in order to receive kickbacks, and the seller's account number was no longer in service.

The tailor shop wasn't big, and its monthly income was only in the five figures. The so-called smuggling and tax evasion were fabricated.

It was such a small matter, something that could have been a big deal or a small deal, but they still gave her a fine of 20 yuan.

I just paid the money a couple of days ago, and another group of people came to inspect the fire safety.

Then came a whole host of issues, requiring various rectifications and even closures.

If Xiang Yi didn't know what was going on before, she would understand now that someone was deliberately trying to cause trouble for her.

Anyway, there have been all sorts of investigations lately, and there have even been troublesome customers who deliberately cause trouble and post the stories online.

They jokingly claim that this is a decade-old establishment that's bullying its customers by making clothes meant for the living in styles designed for the dead.

This style was requested by the customer. When Uncle Zhou asked him who was wearing it, he said it was for someone else, someone whose size was similar to his.

Uncle Zhou told him that this style was not for living people to wear.

He told Uncle Zhou to do it and not to worry about it, since he was willing to pay him.

Thinking about how much money he had lost recently, Uncle Zhou decided to make clothes for the dead, since it didn't conflict with his identity as a tailor. So he took the job.

On the day the clothes were picked up, the customer brought two friends with them.

However, after receiving the clothes, the customer asked his friend in public if the clothes looked good.

His friend told him that it was a design for the dead, with double-digit buttons and left-hand side buttons.

Upon hearing this, the customer started making a scene in the store, saying that the clothes made for him were based on the style of a dead person, which was clearly taking advantage of his ignorance.

Uncle Zhou was completely bewildered. He was the one who chose the style and provided the dimensions.

But the guest said he was so stupid, and that Uncle Zhou was taking advantage of his ignorance.

One of them even livestreamed it online, deliberately avoiding saying anything unfavorable to them during the broadcast.

As a result, online public opinion became one-sided.

With fabricated charges and the amplification by troublemakers and attacks from keyboard warriors, Xiang Yi's shop suddenly became a pariah.

At the time of the incident, Uncle Zhou paid the other party 1000 yuan out of his own pocket, not wanting to cause Xiang Yi any trouble.

However, the next day, the incident quickly went viral online, and Xiang Yi's shop became a "black shop," and she was labeled as an unethical merchant.

Then came those "conscience-driven" people who stood up and threw eggs and vegetable leaves into her shop, and all sorts of disgusting behavior that everyone found unbearable.

Seeing this situation, Xiang Yi suggested that Uncle Zhou temporarily suspend business.

Lin Lubai has disappeared without a trace, and her shop has to close down. Xiang Yi is experiencing a double blow.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, I really didn't know things would turn out like this."

When Xiang Yiyi found out what had happened, Uncle Zhou apologized to him again and again. No matter what Xiang Yiyi said, he felt it was his fault and that he shouldn't have taken the job.

"Never mind, Uncle Zhou, let's close the shop for now," Xiang Yi said calmly.

With one incident after another happening at the store, Xiang Yi knew that someone was causing trouble for her, but she didn't know exactly who it was.

Since she had always been preparing to transform her business, and her original plan was to close the shop and open a studio.

“Miss…” Uncle Zhou stood there helplessly, not knowing what to say. He didn’t want to close the shop; he had been running it for 12 years.

“I know you’re reluctant, but someone is watching me. The enemy is in the shadows, and we are in the open. Let him succeed for now, otherwise who knows what other trouble he might cause us.” Xiang Yi thought for a moment, “Go find a renovation team first. I plan to renovate the shop and turn it into a wedding dress studio.”