Chapter 144 Provocation

Wan Yi's previous well-behaved expression disappeared in an instant. At this moment, the dim candlelight illuminated her delicate face, and her eyes were full of charm. She looked like a charming little demon, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

She unbuttoned her collar, revealing her porcelain-like skin. She grabbed Fu Xuwen's body and pressed it against her warm and soft body, whispering coquettishly in his ear.

"Brother Xuwen, Wanyi will stay with you tonight."

Fu Xuwen didn't know what to do.

The place where his hands touched was hot, and even his heart was hot, and his whole body was hot.

He is a man, especially when he is drunk and his beloved, gentle and beautiful girl throws herself into his arms, how can he control himself?

Reason told him that he couldn't.

Yes, she is still in mourning.

Fu Xuwen pulled his hand back abruptly.

"Wanyi, don't be like this. Put on your clothes quickly to avoid catching a cold. I'll go get someone to take you home."

Wan Yi was not willing to do that. She quickly took off her clothes and threw herself on Fu Xuwen.

In an instant, Fu Xuwen was overwhelmed by the tide of emotion. He no longer cared about propriety, morality, and the three-year mourning period.

All he knew at this moment was to display his manliness on the bed.

Afterwards, Wan Yi's scattered hair fell on Fu Xuwen's chest. She climbed onto his shoulders and spoke while biting her lip.

"Brother Xuwen, I am yours from now on. You are not allowed to look at other women. You can only be good to me wholeheartedly."

Fu Xuwen smiled with satisfaction.

"It's for your own good."

Wan Yi was about to say something but stopped herself and rubbed against Fu Xuwen.

"You are now the second owner of the tea house, so does that mean you own half of it?"

Fu Xuwen closed his eyes slightly.

"The whole teahouse belongs to Sister. Sister took me in and gave me a place to stay. I am satisfied. Don't think about other things."

"Then they all call you the second boss."

"I just said it sounded nice when I was out and about."

Wanyi's expression changed slightly.

"Why do you say it so nicely? In the few months I've known you, you've been running around for the teahouse, working from home, and it's been very hard. I feel so sorry for you..."

Fu Xuwen felt very comfortable and enjoyed listening to Wan Yi's words.

"Wan Yi loves me the most..."

"I am your woman. If I don't feel sorry for you, who will?"

Fu Xuwen found it really funny to see her pouting.

"Who irritated you? Why are you frowning?"

"I'm just speaking up for you. You were the one who did all these things, and in the end, all the money belonged to your sister. Did she pay you a salary?"

Fu Xuwen smiled.

"Of course it all belongs to my elder sister. Without her, how could I, Fu Xuwen, be where I am today? I don't have a salary, but my elder sister will give me some money every year. Don't worry, this money is enough to support you."

"It should be divided equally. She did nothing and the money just flowed into her pocket. It's really unfair."

After Fu Xuwen heard this, Wan Yi's expression changed a little.

"Don't you respect my elder sister? Why are you now talking about her?"

Wan Yi's eyes instantly turned red.

"I just felt sorry for you, and it would be fine if you didn't appreciate it, but you even suspected me. I won't live any longer..."

Fu Xuwen sat up in shock.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I know you're doing this for my own good. Okay, okay, stop crying!"

Fu Xuwen was really confused and flustered, while Wan Yi was like water, her tears came easily.

Although they were both women, he had never seen his elder sister cry.

In Qinyun Building, Chen Shiyi held his chin with his hand, watching the people coming and going in the room.

The man in red was smiling like a celestial flower, and the front of his dreamy red gauze almost reached his waist. A large group of men and women surrounded him, and none of them looked at anything else but this flirtatious woman.

Li Yunzhou smiled so hard that she couldn't stop pursing her lips.

"Qinyunlou hasn't been this lively in a long time."

"With so many people, we can set up a makeshift troupe to perform an opera."

"Who is this gentleman? He seems to be very familiar with you."

Chen Shiyi was silent for a long time.

"He's a rogue."

Qinyunlou was closed, and we were eating around the stove in the house.

The man in red smiled and ruffled his black hair towards the people at the two tables in the room, showing his elegant manner.

"My name is Boyuan. Remember to call me when you eat next time."

Everyone looked up at him, then lowered their heads again, as if they didn't know this person.

Bo Yuan was not shy at all. Since there was no one next to Chen Shiyi, he moved over and sat next to her.

Chen Shiyi looked at him coldly as he picked up the bowl and winked at Bailing.

"Sister, can you give Bo Yuan a bowl of rice?"

Bailing chuckled, took his bowl and filled it with rice.

Bo Yuan bit his lips, his face red and seductive, took the bowl, and hooked the back of Bailing's hand with his fingers.

"If you continue flirting, get out of here."

Bo Yuan's eyes were filled with tears and he looked at Chen Shiyi with resentment.

"Boss, why are you so cruel?"

Chen Shiyi slapped him on the head.

"Why are you talking so much about eating? Do you want to eat or not?"

Then, the whole house was silent without any human voice, except for the sound of bowls and spoons colliding, which became much quieter.

They had never seen their boss beat anyone before, and it looked like he was beating pretty hard.

After all, it seemed that only fists could subdue Bo Yuan's mouth.

At night, in the accounting room of Qinyun Building, Chen Shiyi, Li Yunzhou, and Jing Ran were checking the accounts together.

It's almost the end of the year, and the account books from various places have been sent over.

In the past few days, the three of them have been checking the accounts in various places in the accounting office.

"Although the production of Lingyu Villa has decreased, the price has increased, which has increased revenue. Excluding material costs, labor costs, commercial taxes, handling of various checkpoints, and annual gifts from old customers, the net profit this year has reached 36,568 taels."

Jing Ran listened to what Li Yunzhou said and continued.

"The Yuming Tea House in Kyoto has only been open for about half a year, but its revenue has been very high. The customers of Qinyunlou have basically become regular customers of the tea house. In addition, many officials and nobles in Kyoto have come here because of its reputation. In just half a year, the revenue was 28,466 taels, but this is only on paper. The tea house still has many customers who owe money and have not yet collected the money."

Chen Shiyi thought about it carefully.

"Huaizhou Tea House is also starting to make a profit, but not much. The money coming in and out there is too frequent. In addition, we have also started to set up branches in nearby Luzhou and Anzhou. Well, in short, this year is a prosperous year. I will give you more red envelopes when the New Year comes."

Li Yunzhou laughed, and even Jing Ran, who was usually serious about not smiling, started to smile as well.

Jing Ran then said seriously.

"Boss, I have a suggestion, would you consider it?"

Chen Shiyi's eyes were filled with smiles.

"Well, you say."

"The weather has been good this year, and food is plentiful everywhere. The price of food is currently the lowest. I think if I have some spare money in my account, I might as well buy some food and store it up. If I encounter a disaster year, it can also help me out in an emergency."

Li Yunzhou agreed very much.

"Jingran is right. Food is the foundation of the world's people. We must take precautions before it happens."

Chen Shiyi pondered for a while.

"Jingran, building a granary is not a small number. Moreover, we need a large number of people who know how to preserve the grain so that it does not go bad. The grain needs to be stored for a few years before it is the best time to sell it. If the government knows about this, and a disaster really comes, will we be able to keep the grain?"