Her father didn't love her, her mother didn't dote on her, and her sister-in-law bullied her in every possible way. The first thing Nan Zhi did after transmigrating was to get rid of this c...
"Oh." Song Hanyan picked up the tea and gulped down several mouthfuls, the redness at the base of his ears spreading rapidly.
Nanzhi: Oh?
What's the meaning.
The air suddenly became quiet.
"Miss, you can't come in. Our teahouse has rules."
A maid dressed in blue stepped forward and said, "What rule is greater than my young lady's? Get out of the way, or I'll have someone throw you out."
The shopkeeper was in a dilemma.
Jiang Hongqu lashed a nearby flowerpot with his whip, and the ceramic flowerpot shattered into pieces instantly.
"Shopkeeper, get out of the way, or I'll beat you up too!"
The shopkeeper had no choice.
Their town of Fufeng is vast, but nothing is bigger than this feisty young lady.
Jiang Hongqu is the daughter of the richest family in the county.
No one stopped him, and Jiang Hongqu had the door kicked open.
The room was empty.
Only the tea on the table was steaming slightly.
Bilian spoke up: "Miss, they escaped through the window."
Jiang Hongqu immediately felt that she had been played by a man.
"Send men to chase after them!"
Nanzhi took out two more sacks of medicinal herbs from her spatial storage and had Song Hanyan carry them to the South City Medical Clinic.
Upon arriving at the clinic, Dong Yang served tea and pastries.
Thinking about what had just happened, Nanzhi asked casually.
"Dong Yang, we're new here. Is there anything we should be aware of in town?"
Dong Yang: "You've come to the right person, young lady. There's nothing to be careful about in this town, but just one thing: don't run into any girls carrying whips."
The girl outside the teahouse was carrying a whip; it seemed she was using one.
Song Hanyan: "Why is that?"
Dong Yang whispered, "That's Jiang Hongqu, the beloved daughter of the richest man in our county. She's tyrannical and no one on the street is afraid of her."
"The young man continued, 'What does she like? We want to avoid mentioning that.'"
Dong Yang clicked his tongue, seemingly embarrassed to say it.
After looking him over carefully, he said, "This young lady is so young, yet she has so many male concubines in her harem. A young man as handsome as this should be careful when he goes out."