Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

However, Fang Xin seemed oblivious to Wang Yuan's resentful and bitter gaze.

Instead, she continued speaking as if nothing had happened: "The reason we've gathered here today is actually to discuss the matter of Young Master Wang selling this restaurant to us. It's wonderful that you, Lord Xiao, are here today. Why don't you be a witness?"

"Oh?" Xiao Lanzhi deliberately spoke, his tone softening considerably: "Since it's a misunderstanding, then Young Master Wang, please get up before replying."

Wang Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled uncontrollably as he struggled to his feet. He raised his arm and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, as if trying to erase the fear and unease in his heart.

Just then, Fu Ju placed a sales contract on the table with a blank expression. Fang Xin looked at Wang Yuan with a smile and said softly, "Young Master Wang, please take a close look at this contract. If there are no problems, you can sign and affix your seal."

Wang Yuan's gaze was fixed on the paper covered with dense writing, as if he were frozen in place, showing no sign of turning the page or signing it.

Seeing this, Fang Xin took a small step forward and said in a leisurely tone, "Young Master Wang, what are you still hesitating about? Could it be that you are reluctant to give up this restaurant and want to find another way to resolve this matter?"

Fang Xin paused, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes, and leaned closer to him, continuing in a voice only the two of them could hear: "However, the other method I mentioned... naturally, is for the Prefect to decide how this theft should be handled. What does Young Master Wang think?"

After saying that, Fang Xin quickly stepped back, afraid of getting even a trace of his scent on her.

Upon hearing the words "Governor," Wang Yuan's heart sank. If he still couldn't see that he had fallen into the trap the other party had carefully set, he would be incredibly foolish.

His face was contorted with rage as he glared fiercely at Fang Ling, who was slowly rising to her feet, his eyes seemingly spitting fire. Faced with Wang Yuan's furious gaze, Fang Ling feigned innocence, gently shaking her head to indicate that she knew nothing about the matter.

It seems that this restaurant has to be sold today, whether he wants to or not. He was about to sign the document when something flashed through his mind, so he put it down again and turned to look at Fang Xin with a smile.

"Miss Fang, this restaurant is not cheap. With your current financial resources, I'm afraid it's difficult for you to afford it. Why don't you discuss it in detail in a few days?"

He refused to believe that as long as he didn't speak or sign, Fang Xin would dare to have the man behind him hold a knife to his neck and force him to sign in front of the governor.

If it were Fang Yu, he would naturally be somewhat afraid, but Fang Xin's eyes could see right through him; it was all just bluffing.

Fang Xin suddenly grinned, her smile as radiant and dazzling as spring flowers in full bloom. With just that casual glance, Fu Ju understood immediately and swiftly pulled a wad of neatly folded silver notes from his pocket, gently placing them on the table.

The silver notes were neatly stacked together, gleaming enticingly. Fang Xin then said in a clear and melodious voice, "The money has been prepared for you, Young Master Wang, you may wish to carefully count the amount."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the table. The neatly arranged silver notes began to slowly loosen.

Not only did Wang Yuan's eyes widen in shock, but even Xiao Lanzhi, who had just been maintaining a composed and reserved demeanor, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. However, he didn't lose his composure to the point of his mouth slightly agape like Wang Yuan.

After all, they all knew about the Fang family's past, so how could they come up with so much money in such a short time?

Xiao Lan's first thought was, "Could it be that Zi Zhao came to my aid?!"

For Wang Yuan, today's situation is like being roasted alive on a fire! No matter what choice he makes, it seems like he's caught in a dilemma.

If he didn't sell, things would be difficult to salvage; but if he did sell, he was truly unwilling. So, Wang Yuan clenched his teeth, his body stiff as a statue, and remained completely still.

Just then, Xiao Lanzhi, who had been watching the show with great interest, stepped forward and said, "Is Young Master Wang not satisfied with the price? Or do you have other concerns? Since I am here today, I will not let Young Master Wang do a losing deal."

As he spoke, a subtle slyness flashed across Xiao Lanzhi's face. He paused deliberately, then raised a clenched fist and gently covered the corner of his lips.

From his slightly trembling fingers, one could tell that he was trying his best to suppress the laughter that was about to burst forth from his heart.

After a full half-breath, he seemed to have finally managed to calm himself down before slowly speaking: "If Young Master Wang truly has any doubts, he is free to speak frankly to me without reservation. If there is indeed something unfair or unreasonable about this deal, I absolutely cannot turn a blind eye or stand aside!"

At this moment, Wang Yuan, whose body was already as stiff as a stone, twitched his lips involuntarily upon hearing these words. He felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body, even making his scalp tingle.

He knew perfectly well that this governor wasn't trying to uphold justice for him at all; he was clearly warning him to behave and not be ungrateful.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan couldn't help but sigh, secretly regretting how he had been so easily fooled.

Today, he finally understood completely that the truly cunning and calculating person was none other than the seemingly harmless Fang Yu.

That's it. He was outmatched, so he had to accept his fate and swallow his resentment.

Wang Yuan walked forward with heavy steps, picked up the contract on the table, glanced at the dense clauses and text, then picked up the pen with a helpless expression, signed his name in a flamboyant manner, and pressed his fingerprint on the document without hesitation.

After doing all this, he seemed to have all his strength drained away, staring blankly into the air for a long while.

When he looked up again, his eyes held a smile as he looked at Xiao Lanzhi and asked in a flattering tone.

"I wonder when Governor Xiao will have some free time? The new tea I just bought from the side story has arrived, and I would like to invite Governor Xiao to taste it."