Ruan Boli was immediately drenched in sweat.

How important did he think their attention was?

Who cares?

It's over. He's so arrogant and has offended Mu Jingsheng's daughter. Will he still be able to do business back in Lin'an?

Ruan Boli felt increasingly uneasy about it, so he bowed slightly, adopting the most humble posture possible, and said with utmost sincerity, "I'm sorry, Miss Ye, please understand, in business, things are bound to happen..."

"Tch, who doesn't run a small business?"

An untimely sneer broke through the silence; it was Luo Xiujuan, who had been watching the show from the back.

Several pairs of eyes shot over.

Led by Ruan Boli, the emotions conveyed in their gazes were all somewhat hostile.

Luo Xiujuan had never seen anything like this before and was quite scared at first, but she was not going to back down. She slowly straightened her neck and mustered all her courage to challenge Ruan Boli and the others: "What are you looking at? You think you're the only ones who know how to do business? My sister is doing business in the county town, and I've never seen her look down on people like you!"

Ruan Boli was taken aback by the rebuttal.

"And who is this?"

He was already overwhelmed by accidentally offending Ye Yun, and now a stranger had appeared to cause even more trouble!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ruan, it seems that my eldest sister at home has a bad temper too." Ye Yun sighed helplessly, turned to look at Luo Xiujuan, "Sister Juan, you are too impolite. Well done."

Luo Xiujuan blushed.

She thought Ye Yun would think she was being nosy.

Hehe, the girl didn't scold her, but she's really good at scolding others, so she knows she's on the right side!

"Sister Juan, please help see the guests off."

Ye Yun was too lazy to argue with Ruan Boli anymore. She turned around, calmly picked up the rag on the table, and continued wiping the table.

Xiao Hai, who had been wary of her, ran to her side and handed her a clean rag.

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback.

Seeing that she wouldn't take the rag, Xiao Hai stuffed the washed rag into her hand, replaced the old, dirty rag, and silently turned around to put it in the enamel basin to wash.

A small figure, sleeves rolled up, squatting in front of a basin to wash a rag, wringing it out with great effort.

That little brat.

Ye Yun knew that Xiao Hai was trying to win her over, and couldn't help but chuckle.

“Miss Ye, how can you do this kind of work yourself? Let me do it, we’ll do it!” Ruan Boli seemed to see a lifeline, dodged Luo Xiujuan who was about to send them away, and hurriedly snatched the rag from Ye Yun’s hand.

The remaining few were not to be outdone.

One of them snatched the rag from Luo Xiujuan's hand, and the other snatched it from Xiao Hai's hand. Those who didn't get a rag saw the big broom at the door, rushed over, picked it up, and started sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with great effort.

Ye Yun and the others were left completely bewildered.

Xiao Hai stared blankly at his suddenly empty palm, then raised his little face and cast a frustrated look at Ye Yun.

Ye Yun smiled gently at him, "Good boy, someone is helping you and your mother with the chores."

The child's face relaxed instantly.

The middle-aged temporary workers paused for a moment, then worked even harder.

Good news, they still have a chance to survive.

With the addition of several free and strong laborers, the cleaning process was sped up, and the entire building was cleaned in just one day.

Ye Yun originally only planned to clean casually.

With so many rooms in Wangshanlou, they could clean as many as they could; there was no rush. She and Qin Zheng would return to the county town first, and Luo Xiujuan could clean the rest at her leisure.

Who would have thought that a few unexpected obstacles would appear?

What a coincidence!

At this moment, Ruan Boli and his companions sat on the steps, covered in dust and panting heavily. After their labor, they were no longer the spirited men they had been when they arrived, and two of them even had dry grass stuck to their heads.

Ye Yun found it funny.

"Mr. Ruan, are you still going to buy my Wangshanlou?"

Hearing her question, Ruan Boli's eyes widened in horror, and he quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, Miss Ye is just joking. How could we do something that would make you feel so bad?"

"That's right, that's right."

The others quickly echoed this sentiment.

They are suffering in their hearts.

But they were too ashamed to say it.

The afternoon's housework had left them drenched in sweat and parched, and they kept fanning themselves with their hands.

Ye Yun exchanged a glance with Luo Xiujuan.

Luo Xiujuan took out the bowls left in the building by the previous owner and distributed them to Ruan Boli and the others, pointing to the direction of the spring so that they could fetch water to drink themselves.

Ruan Boli and his companions thanked him repeatedly.

The cool water quenched their thirst and relieved their dryness, prompting them to let out a comfortable sigh.

"I haven't had spring water in a long time, and it tastes surprisingly sweet."

"Yes, I never imagined there was a spring in Wangshanlou. It's truly a place blessed with good feng shui."

"It's a pity we're not fortunate enough to live here, Miss Ye. Do you really have no intention of selling this place at all?"

As they talked, the conversation returned to this topic.

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow. "Why should I sell the house my husband bought for our marriage?"

Qin Zheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of flattery welled up in his eyes as he looked at her. After regaining his composure, he nodded in agreement: "Yes, why should we sell the house that my wife and I have built for our wedding?"

His tone was rather arrogant.

The group of people were speechless.

Are you a chatterbox?

Ruan Boli seemed to have something to say. He looked at Ye Yun, then at Qin Zheng, and said hesitantly, "Miss Ye, although we are not buying the Wangshan Tower, there are some things I would like to talk to you about."

oh?

Ye Yun smiled and said, "Go ahead."