As Anle spoke, her gaze fell on the burly man's face, and she asked with a smile.
"My esteemed guest, am I right?" She fabricated this statement to test whether the family was acting under someone else's orders.
Another objective was to force him to take out the box.
If it were truly under someone's orders, the person behind it would certainly not want to expose themselves.
Therefore, they would definitely give the box to this big man to prove that this was done by his family.
Then she will be able to get her hands on the box to prove her innocence.
The poor, burly man stared at Anle in shock, his heart pounding with fear. How could this little girl know?
"You, you, you're talking nonsense."
Whether it's just my wild speculation or the truth, it all depends on whether you can produce that box.
Whether the box is on you or not, you should know in your heart. Rather than believing that this poor, stout man was extorting money from her family, she was more inclined to think that he was acting under someone else's orders.
Otherwise, how could a poor farmer have the guts to do such a thing?
Otherwise, if it gets exposed, even though you won't spend the rest of your life in jail, you won't get out easily without money, and you'll get a beating.
Her great-grandmother's family is a perfect example!
Not only did they suffer terribly, but they also had to spend money to get out.
The poor, stingy man's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
This little kid was nothing like a little kid; every word he uttered made his heart tremble, as if he had witnessed the scene of him and his cousin's wicked collusion.
"That box, that box is in my house, I... I'll go get it for you right away."
You, you can't get away with this! You've ruined my daughter like this.
"I...I...I absolutely must get justice! I want you to pay for my daughter's medical treatment!"
Anle raised an eyebrow. "Fine, I'll wait here. Go home and get it. If you can't get it back, I'll take your wife and daughter to court."
The poor, stuttering man, sweating profusely, stammered, "You...you wait!" and then disappeared into the crowd.
Anle waved to An Yi as she exited the store.
"Third Brother, come here, I have something to tell you."
An Yi leaned closer, understanding the gesture.
Anle whispered something in his ear. An Yi listened, his eyes darted around, he nodded, and then went back inside.
He slipped out quietly through the back door of the backyard, darted out from the narrow alley on the other side of the street, and disappeared into the street in front of the shop. He glanced warily at the crowd of people gathered behind him watching the commotion in front of his shop, and then silently followed the big man.
His younger sister said that if someone was really behind this, then this big man might go to that person to ask for the box back. If he just followed this big man, he might be able to find out who was behind it.
However, his younger sister said they couldn't alert the enemy, so they could only follow quietly and keep an eye on them from behind.
Moreover, he had to be careful of his surroundings, lest someone follow him. It was quite possible that the person who gave the instructions was among the crowd of onlookers in front of his shop.
Sure enough, An Yi chased the big man around the street, and saw the big man slip into an alley on another street next door and circle around to the back door of Yi Kou Su's backyard.
The big man had just knocked on the door when someone opened it, peeked in, and looked around the alley.
An Yi hurriedly hid around the corner, but could still faintly hear the two talking.
"Cousin, don't worry, no one is following us. Hurry up and get that pastry box out for me, or we'll be exposed."
The little brat in this dessert shop is not someone to be trifled with.
That's incredibly sharp of a mind; it's amazing how it could guess that.
The waiter quickly shoved the box into the hands of the poor, stingy man, saying, "I heard what that brat said. Take it and leave now. Don't linger here, or you'll expose me."
"Hey, don't worry, cousin! No matter what that brat says, I'll deny it to the death."
An Yi peeked out from the corner of the wall, looking towards the back door of the alley. Listening to the conversation between the two, her small face turned ashen with anger. She never expected that it was the waiter from that crispy pastry shop who did this.
This big man actually teamed up with the guy from the pastry shop to swindle his family!
Seeing the big man walking hurriedly towards them, An Yi turned around and ran away, taking a shortcut through another alley back to the street, heading straight for his shop.
Arriving at Paradise Dessert Shop a little earlier, I explained the situation to Anle.
Anle narrowed her eyes.
"I never expected it was our business rival who did this! I should have known better; the only person capable of doing something like this is our business nemesis."
An Ning scratched her head, feeling both angry and frustrated.
"Little sister, what do you suggest we do about this?"
Anle sneered, slowly stuffing a bite of bread into his mouth, and said indifferently, "Heh? What to do? Since this 'Bite of Crisp' is trying to trick me, then don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll take it down!"
An Yi was taken aback. "Huh? Take... take it down? Little sister, what do you mean?"
Anle swallowed the bread in her mouth and explained leisurely, "Naturally, we should make him close down."
I was originally going to spare his life, but since he's gone to such lengths to cheat me, I might as well take advantage of him.
An Ning blinked and muttered skeptically, "Little sister, this crispy pastry is a well-established brand in our town. How could you possibly beat it?"
Are you kidding me?
Anle smiled and lightly patted the bread crumbs in her hand. "There's nothing I can't do, only things I haven't thought of. Just you wait and see."
He took the small book bag that Qiao Qiuniang had sewn for him, stuffed the books on the coffee table into the bag, and casually chatted about everyday matters.
“It just so happens that I feel this place isn’t big enough to do business properly, so we’ll take over the area across from this place called ‘One Bite of Crispy Pastry’.”
Anjing watched Anle packing her schoolbag and asked in surprise, "Little sister, with what happened at the shop today, are you still going to school to report for duty today?"
Don't you need to stay and resolve this matter?
That woman is still outside, crying and making a fuss with her baby in her arms.
"If she thinks her child is dying too slowly, then let her cry outside. But judging from the way the couple looks, the child should be alright."
Otherwise, they wouldn't just stand in front of our house and refuse to take the child to the doctor.
An Yi glanced suspiciously out the window, muttering to himself.
"I noticed that the girl's face was pale. She probably took too much croton oil and had diarrhea. It shouldn't be anything serious."
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