The servant quickly brought in a bolt of cloth. The brocade was brighter, softer, and stronger than other fabrics, and felt weightless when worn.
"This is a peach-pink color," Yang Mu'an nodded in satisfaction. "Xiao Qi."
Xiaoqi stepped forward and caught the cloth.
Yang Mu'an put down his cup and instructed Manager Su, "Go to the Yang residence later to collect the money from my brother."
"Alright, Miss Yang, take care."
Yang Mu'an looked at the brocade in Xiao Qi's hand and felt more and more satisfied. She walked on happily, feeling the envious gazes of everyone.
She had only taken two steps when a familiar figure made her frown: "Sang Yun?"
Sang Yun turned around and saw Yang Mu'an; her gaze immediately became distant. "Miss Yang, is there something you need?"
Yang Mu'an's attention wasn't on him at the moment. She looked at Yang Liu next to Sang Yun, her delicate eyebrows almost furrowed together: "Why is she with you?"
Yang Liu was also taken aback when she saw Yang Mu'an. She subconsciously wanted to hide, but it was too late.
She bowed her head and curtsied to Yang Mu'an: "Miss Yang."
Sang Yun looked down at Yang Liu: "You know her?"
Yang Liu nodded: "Yes, Miss Yang has helped me before."
Seeing her like this reminded Yang Mu'an of what happened that day. She looked at Yang Liu with disgust: "You still dare to come back?"
Yang Liu feigned ignorance and looked up at Yang Mu'an: "Miss Yang, what do you mean? Why dare I not come back?"
Yang Mu'an's anger flared up at her self-righteous tone. She looked at Sang Yun irritably and asked, "Do you know who she is?"
Sang Yun continued to look at her coldly: "She is my person, so I naturally know who she is."
"Your people?" Yang Mu'an pointed at Sang Yun in disbelief: "Do you even know who your sister is...?"
"Miss Yang!" Yang Liu interrupted her before she could finish speaking.
Yang Mu'an frowned and looked at Yang Liu, only to see that Yang Liu had already prepared tears in her eyes.
"Miss Yang, what are you doing? Yang Liu knows that she is of low status and her words carry little weight. Why should Miss Yang insult her like this? If Yang Liu has done anything to upset Miss Yang, she apologizes."
As she spoke, she even pretended to kneel down before Yang Mu'an.
Sang Yun immediately grabbed her: "Why are you kneeling before her? You are my person, and if you do something wrong, it is my responsibility to discipline you. When did it become her turn to do so!"
Yang Mu'an laughed in anger upon hearing Sang Yun's words: "Sang Yun, do you even know who she is? You just say she's your person!"
Yang Liu released Sang Yun's hand, walked up to Yang Mu'an, took her hand, and said in a tearful, coquettish voice, "Miss Yang, I know you don't like me, and I know I entrusted myself to the wrong person before, but why do you have to reopen my wounds and rub salt into them, Miss Yang... Waaah..."
Yang Mu'an: ? ? ?
She glanced at Yang Liu's hand with disgust and forcefully pulled it away.
Yang Liu took two steps back and sat down on the ground.
"Ah!" she deliberately cried out loudly, then knelt down and pleaded, "Miss Yang, how much must I do for you to forgive me..."
As she spoke, she covered her face with her handkerchief and began to cry.
Yang Mu'an truly couldn't believe someone could be so shameless. She pointed at Yang Liu's heaving chest and said, "Whether I forgive you or not isn't important. What's important is Sang..."
"Miss Yang! Please, I'm begging you! Please spare me!"
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