Wang An rushed out of the inner courtyard, full of vigor and beaming: "Sister-in-law, sister, what brings you here? You didn't even give me a heads-up. What if the staff neglected you when I wasn't at the shop?"

"Sister... Sister?" Shang Yuexi's questioning gaze swept back and forth between Wang An and Ji Fengyao.

Ji Fengyao's lips twitched; she couldn't be bothered with this lawsuit.

“Last time in Hualiang City, I recognized Marquis Anping as my godfather,” Wang An leaned closer to Shang Yuexi, grinning and trying to please her. “Sister-in-law, don’t tell my father about this yet. He hasn’t been feeling well lately, and the New Year is coming soon. I’m afraid he’ll get so angry he’ll vomit blood.”

Shang Yaoxi: "!!!"

Your father would probably be so angry he'd vomit blood. If you dared to acknowledge a bandit as your father, he might just die of anger!

“Sister, are you here to check the accounts? Let me tell you, with the New Year approaching, even high-priced custom orders are doing incredibly well. We don’t have enough stock and materials left, so I’m planning to launch the final limited edition for the year.” Wang An clearly didn’t understand the shock and helplessness in Shang Yuexi’s eyes; he was preoccupied with his business acumen.

Wow, this guy is definitely a business genius.

No one explained 21st-century business models to him, yet he still managed to come up with the idea of ​​"annual limited editions".

Ji Fengyao raised an eyebrow and gave Wang An an approving and suggestive look: "Yesterday your father went to the Prince's mansion to talk to the Prince; today the Princess came to visit, so I brought her to your shop. You can't even limit the number of your own sister-in-laws, can you?"

Wang An was already intelligent, and after two months of training, how could he not understand this hint?

He turned 180 degrees and flashed Shang Yuexi the most enthusiastic smile he had ever given her, his voice so sweet it was almost cloying: "My most beautiful princess sister-in-law is naturally a VIP among VIPs, so there's no need for any limited editions. Come, sister-in-law, let me pick out a few samples that suit you. See if you like them. If you do, I'll have someone send them back to your mansion right away!"

Shang Yuexi: "...Xiao An, your sister-in-law isn't here to..."

“This is a perfume with a rich, long-lasting fragrance. Just one drop is enough to keep the fragrance going all day. I think it’s perfect for you, sister-in-law.” Wang An opened a specially made small porcelain bottle and put a drop of perfume on the hand warmer in Shang Yuexi’s hand.

The perfume, warmed by the steam from the hand warmer, diffused and filled the room with a rich, fragrant aroma.

The fragrance carries an air of elegance and nobility without being vulgar, truly befitting Princess Shang Yuexi's status.

Even Ji Fengyao felt refreshed and pleased upon smelling it.

Even though Shang Yuexi was a well-known wealthy idler in the capital, she was still a woman, and a woman of status who was not short of money. Naturally, she also loved these pollen perfumes.

"Did Xiao An make all of this himself?" Shang Yuexi didn't know when Wang An had acquired this skill.

"These recipes were prepared by my sister, and the products were made under my personal supervision. They are safe, beautifying, and nourishing—absolutely no problem," Wang An assured, patting his chest with confidence in his products.

Just as Shang Yuexi was about to praise the perfume, the curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside, and a sharp, sarcastic voice swept in like a gust of cold wind: "Didn't you say that these things are limited edition and made to order, and that they're already sold out? How come they get them as soon as they come, but we don't? Do you want to close this store again?"

The group looked up.

A woman wearing a peach-colored brocade cloak and with her hair styled like a Christmas tree stepped in.