After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

Just as Xiao Hong and Gan Cai'er were arguing about who Lan Tingzhou liked in their past life, there was a few light knocks on the carriage door.

"Young Madam, we've arrived at Wangjing Restaurant," Mo Yun said.

"Alright, let's stop here. Remember, you must not talk about what I told you today in front of others," Gan Cai'er said to Xiao Hong.

"Don't worry, I know."

With that, Xiao Hong pushed open the carriage door and jumped out first.

Gan Cai'er took a veil from the side and put it on her head to cover her red and swollen eyes from crying. She then straightened her dress and jumped off the carriage.

Gan Cai'er went up to the second floor of Wangjing Restaurant with familiarity with the place, asked for a private room, and then ordered several of their signature dishes.

"Three bowls of osmanthus cheese, a serving of crispy duck, a serving of white jade tofu, and a serving of stir-fried cured pork."

"Miss, do you come here often?" Xiao Hong asked curiously.

"Yes." Gan Cai'er nodded. "Their dishes taste pretty good."

In her past life, she did indeed frequent this place, because Lan Tingzhou especially loved their Osmanthus Cheese, so she would often come to buy a few bowls. She even once secretly sneaked into the kitchen, hoping to learn the recipe, but she was discovered and arrested and was to be handed over to the authorities. Fortunately, she used her skills of crying and making a scene on the spot, and then slipped away in the chaos.

Recalling the embarrassing incidents she made in her past life, Gan Cai'er couldn't help but smile; it truly felt like a lifetime ago.

Soon, the waiter brought the dishes over. Gan Cai'er asked him to divide the dishes into two portions, keeping one portion inside and giving the other portion to Mo Yun in the outer hall.

“Miss, you should make a list of all the people who have bullied you. We need to go after them one by one. We can’t just let this go.” Xiao Hong said while eating her food.

Gan Cai'er suddenly laughed. Xiao Hong was indeed the girl who had grown up with her. Her vengeful nature was exactly the same as her own.

"Don't worry, I remember everything."

"Miss, are you still going to buy that new house?"

"Buy it!"

"But wasn't that place you wanted already snatched away by that guy surnamed Meng?"

Ever since hearing about his past life, Meng Yu has gone from being referred to as "Young Master Meng" to simply "that guy surnamed Meng" in Xiao Hong's mouth, and her tone has changed from respectful to as if she wanted to kick him.

Gan Cai'er chuckled, "Kyoto is such a big city. If I can't find that place, I'll just find another one. He can't possibly occupy all the houses in Kyoto, can he?"

"This time, I have much more money than in my previous life, so I can definitely choose a better one."

"I think the area around Qianmen Street is pretty good. There are lots of shops, it's convenient to get around, and most importantly, it's close to Xiaoxiao's place, so we can visit each other in the future. Why don't we pick one there?"

As Gan Cai'er spoke, she looked out the window towards Qianmen Street.

Gulou Street is not far from Qianmen Street, just one intersection away. You can see it from the window of Gan Cai'er's private room.

Her gaze swept across the rows of shops, and she wondered if she should just buy another shop. After all, she was going to open another embroidery workshop this time.

Just as Gan Cai'er was lost in thought, a figure inadvertently entered her field of vision. Her gaze sharpened, and her expression instantly turned grim. She stared coldly at the person.

Xiao Hong sensed Gan Cai'er's unusual behavior and followed her gaze.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Do you see someone over there wearing a blue embroidered cotton-padded jacket?"

"Is she that tall woman? Oh, miss, do you know her?"

“More than just acquaintances.” Gan Cai’er smiled coldly, her face revealing obvious murderous intent.

"Her name is Qiaoque, and she was Mei Wanyin's head maid during her dowry."

"In your past life, she was the one who beat you to death."

"What?!" Xiao Hong slammed her hand on the table and stood up angrily.

"Miss, please wait here for a moment."

"I'm going to find a knife, I'll stab her to death!"

As she spoke, Xiao Hong rolled up her sleeves, got up, and headed for the door.

Gan Cai'er quickly stood up and grabbed Xiao Hong.

"To kill someone in broad daylight, in the street, do you think you have too much time on your hands?" Gan Cai'er said angrily.

"Miss, I'm not that stupid!"

"Shouldn't I wait until she's alone and no one is around before I make my move?"

"Ha, I didn't know that someone who wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken or duck normally would have the guts to kill someone."

"I...I just wanted to vent my anger," Xiao Hong said sullenly, plopping down on her back.

“I wouldn’t dare kill her, but I could go up and punch her a few times, kick her a couple of times. And I’m fast enough that she definitely wouldn’t be able to catch me.”

Gan Cai'er rubbed her forehead, sighed, and took Xiao Hong's hand, saying, "We definitely have to avenge this. Even if you don't, I will. However, this matter needs to be planned carefully; we can't act rashly."

"Xiao Hong, you have no idea how cunning the women of noble families in Kyoto are. They are more cunning than the stars in the sky. If you're not careful, you'll fall into their trap."

Xiao Hong sullenly lowered her rolled-up sleeves again.

"Then I'll do whatever you say, Miss."

Gan Cai'er glanced out the window again and saw Qiao Que walk into a jewelry shop. She hesitated for a moment, then picked up a veiled hat from the side and put it on her head.

"Let's go, let's follow her and see what she's doing on Qianmen Street."

So, Gan Cai'er and Xiao Hong hurriedly left the private room. Seeing the two of them come out, Mo Yun, who was sitting in the main hall, quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up to follow. Gan Cai'er waved to him.

"Xiao Hong and I are going for a walk to digest our food. We'll be back in a bit. You don't need to come with us. Just stay here and eat."

Mo Yun sat down again, and then Gan Cai'er took Xiao Hong and headed towards Qianmen Street.

The jewelry shop that Qiaoque entered was called "Lingqiao Pavilion". When Gan Cai'er and Xiao Hong stepped into the shop, she was talking to the shopkeeper.

"Manager Hu, have you remembered everything I said?" Qiaoque asked.

“Young lady, I have remembered your instructions, but… I’m afraid I won’t be able to meet your requirements.” Manager Hu said with a troubled expression.

"Why is that? This red gold filigree peony hairpin was clearly made by your shop." Qiaoque's voice rose a notch.

"Please don't be angry, young lady. Let me explain slowly," Manager Hu hurriedly explained.

"It's true that this red gold filigree peony hairpin was made in our shop, and it wouldn't be difficult to make another one. But the young lady has requested that it be exactly the same, which is difficult."

“Please look, young lady. You can’t find the exact same red, blue and yellow gemstones in the center of this flower, not to mention the pearl in the very center.”

"Don't let its small size fool you, it's in excellent condition. Back when it was made, we searched all over the capital to find such a perfect size and a top-quality pearl."

"So you mean you can't make it?" Qiaoque asked in an unfriendly tone.

"That's not it. What I mean is that I can only make something roughly similar; it won't be 99% similar, but it can be about 70-80% similar. If you don't put the two hairpins together and look closely, you still won't be able to tell the difference," said Manager Hu.

"In that case, let's try making it first."

With that, Qiaoque tossed a silver note onto the counter. Manager Hu picked up the note, glanced at the amount, and instantly beamed with a smile.

Gan Cai'er pretended to want to buy a gold bracelet and stood not far from the two of them. Listening to their conversation, she couldn't help but frown.

Nowadays, women love beauty and like to follow trends. Whatever looks good, it will soon appear in large numbers on the streets, but those are just ordinary women.

Women from prominent families are more concerned about their clothing and attire being similar to others. No matter how beautiful the clothes are, if someone else has worn them before, others will deliberately avoid them and not touch them.

Why would Mei Wanyin order a hairpin identical to someone else's? She must be plotting against someone again.