Chapter 230 Don’t say such harsh words, we are all family!

Qian Duoduo's eyes were extremely hot as he stared at Lan Xiyue in front of him, as if he wanted to pin all his hopes on her.

"Yueyue, Jin Manlou has encountered unprecedented troubles recently."

Qian Duoduo's voice was filled with anxiety as she slowly spoke, recounting Jin Man Lou's recent experiences one by one. "In the past, Jin Man Lou was well-known for its exquisite gold, silver, and jade wares, and was always crowded with guests.

However, a month ago, someone maliciously slandered Jin Man Lou, accusing it of selling counterfeit goods. Furthermore, they even falsely imprisoned our highly skilled craftsman.

Although my father worked tirelessly to gather evidence and finally rescued the man, the master's hands had been brutally beaten, broken and shattered, making it difficult for him to hold the hammer, and those precious blueprints were also lost in the turmoil.

Qian Duoduo's brow furrowed at this point, his expression filled with grief and helplessness. He continued, "Jin Man Lou hasn't released any new products in a month, while Guyu Pavilion across the street has taken advantage of the situation and launched a series of novel and unique accessories, attracting the attention of many ladies and young ladies. Jin Man Lou's business is declining day by day."

Lan Xiyue frowned slightly when she heard this. "Duoduo, don't worry too much. When I get back, I will carefully draw some novel drawings and send them to you."

Qian Duoduo's eyes flashed with joy when he heard this, but then he remembered something and his expression became serious again: "Yueyue, Xiuyunfang has also encountered considerable trouble."

Lan Xiyue smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Duoduo. I'm here to take care of you. However, I have one more question for you: has your family ever run a pharmacy?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo shook his head, a hint of confusion on his face. "A medicine shop? My family isn't involved in that business. However, the pastry shop across from Baicaotang has recently closed down. If you want some, I'll give it to you."

Qian Duoduo took Lan Xiyue's hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement, "Come on, Yueyue, I'll take you to see it now."

Lan Xiyue followed Qian Duoduo out of Kelaixuan. They walked through the bustling streets and came to a shop that looked ordinary but exuded an ancient charm.

Qian Duoduo took out a bunch of keys from his waist and opened the shop.

Lan Xiyue looked at the bunch of keys around Qian Duoduo's waist and inexplicably thought of the landlady. Duoduo looked like a modern landlady now.

When you push open the door, there is a slight smell of dust, which seems to be telling the past glory of this shop.

Lan Xiyue stepped into the shop, looked around, and began to picture the renovated scene in her mind.

There is no need for exquisite decoration. She works as a doctor, seeing patients every day, just to earn merit and upgrade the space as soon as possible. Of course, she will not treat minor illnesses, but only difficult and complicated diseases.

Seeing her so focused, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yueyue, you're not really planning to open a medicine shop, are you? That's great, I'll introduce the sisters who used to ask me how to lose weight all day long to me. Here, I'll give you the key to this shop first."

Lan Xiyue took the key and raised her eyebrows slightly. "I'll let you know when the time comes, Duoduo. I'll go back and draw the blueprints and find someone to renovate it. But if this shop makes money, I'll give you half of the profit."

Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo quickly waved his hands and said, "Yueyue, why are you being so polite to me? If you can make the shops in our Qian Mansion profitable again, I will give you half of the profits from each shop. This shop is like a gift to you."

Lan Xiyue smiled and patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder. "Okay, then I won't be polite. Anyway, I have a way to make your shop popular again."

After saying goodbye to Qian Duoduo, Lan Xiyue set out on the journey back home.

As soon as I stepped into the mansion, I heard a call: "Yuer, stop!"

Lan Xiyue paused and looked back at the source of the voice, only to see Lan Zhenrong standing there with an embarrassed look on his face. She glanced at him indifferently without saying a word.

Lan Zhenrong coughed awkwardly, trying to break the silence, "Yuer, um...you and the Regent..."

Lan Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Hmm?"

Lan Zhenrong felt even more uncomfortable upon seeing her reaction. He covered his mouth and coughed again, "Yuer, too many things have happened in the mansion recently. We can hardly make ends meet, let alone prepare a dowry for you. The Duke of Huguo's mansion is your maternal grandfather's home. Go and borrow some money from the Duke of Huguo's mansion to help the mansion through this difficult time."

Lan Xiyue listened to his words and chuckled softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her laughter. "Father, my Xilingyuan has long since not used a single cent from the mansion. Xilingyuan's food, clothing, and the monthly salary for the servants are all not paid through the mansion's account."

Lan Zhenrong's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Now his daughter is even engaged to the Prince Regent. Although he feels unwilling, he has to admit that his daughter is no longer someone he can easily manipulate.

Before Lan Zhenrong could continue pouring out his bitterness, Lan Xiyue interrupted him: "Father, if you want to borrow money, go and borrow it yourself, don't come to me." Just kidding, she, Lan Xiyue, is a real rich woman now, not short of money, but she doesn't want to take care of this family.

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhenrong's face instantly darkened. With the death of Yun Qing and her daughter, Lan Yuan was crippled and became a living dead. The head of the Imperial Hospital, Lord Su, and the old doctor of miracle medicine were all helpless.

The Duke of Protectorate was very upset about this matter and blamed all the blame on him.

Even in the court these days, even his father-in-law and brother-in-law treated him coldly, either looking down on him or completely ignoring him, which made him feel very miserable.

However, in the face of Lan Xiyue's rejection, Lan Zhenrong still did not give up.

His tone was firm, trying to impress her with affection. "Yueyue, your grandmother is very old and needs medicine every day. Yuan'er also relies on medicine every day to maintain his fragile life. And there are also the daily expenses of the mansion. If we don't find a way to solve it, I'm afraid..." He changed the subject, with a hint of threat, "You don't have to borrow money. Take out the money you have and help the mansion get through this difficult time."

Lan Xiyue's eyes flashed when she heard this. She spread her hands and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Father, you are a marquis, and you actually ask me for money?"

Lan Zhenrong's expression turned even uglier. He glared at her, "What do you mean by want or not? Don't say such harsh words. We are all family. Shouldn't you take out the money you have and help the mansion overcome its difficulties?"

Lan Zhenrong heard from Aunt Hong and her daughter that life in Xilingyuan was very comfortable. He thought that the Duke of Huguo's Mansion must have given Lan Xiyue money in private, so he went to find Lan Xiyue with such a shameless attitude.