Unbeknownst to them, Ling Qi and Ling Ba had been observing from the shadows all along.
In the dungeon, Xiao Han lay on the haystack on the ground, barely breathing.
Bai Lu looked at his injuries and felt guilty.
When Xiao Han saw Bai Lu, her eyes were full of resentment.
"Feng Qi, are you satisfied now?"
Bai Lu paused for a moment, then parted her thin lips slightly, "I am not Feng Qi, I am Bai Lu."
“You…” Xiao Han struggled to his feet and leaned against the prison wall. “You’ve forgotten yourself, forgotten His Highness, and perhaps you’ve also forgotten the hatred of a fallen kingdom?”
We don't have many men left; we can't afford any more losses.
He spoke in a very soft voice, so softly that Bai Lu could not hear him clearly if she was not careful.
"Save your life, and I'll find a way to get you out of here," Bai Lu said simply, handing the ointment to Xiao Han.
...In just three days, the number of people making reservations at Xingyuelou Restaurant in Shangjin has more than doubled compared to before.
With a broad smile, Zhou Shao, at Qiu Yan's behest, purchased a batch of errand runners.
More and more diners are coming, including not only the original regulars, but also shop owners and other business owners.
Manager Liao looked at the stack of order slips in Qiu Yan's hand.
"Qiu Yan, how did you come up with this idea?"
"Helping others is helping yourself; if you consider the other person's perspective in everything you do, things will be much easier to handle." Qiu Yan hadn't actually done anything special.
In the sweltering summer, there are many people who don't want to go out, and there are also many who enjoy the pleasures of life.
She simply simplifies complex things.
Qiu Yan has limited energy. Right now, she is focused on opening a branch of the Forget-Worry Clinic to practice medicine and help people. Therefore, helping Zhou Shao with his business is just a side job.
And incidentally, make some money.
As Qiu Yan spoke, she glanced at Gu Qian, who was quietly waiting for her on the second floor.
Manager Liao looked at Qiu Yan with approval, "No wonder the boss appreciates you."
Suddenly, he remembered, "No wonder you looked so familiar. What's your relationship with Miss Qiu from Baiyang Xingyue Tower?"
Qiu Yan... another one who has become smart.
Before she could reply, Zhou Shao entered Xingyue Tower with a smile.
"Qiu Yan, you're here."
As soon as Zhou Shao came up, he went straight to Qiu Yan.
"You've been here for several days now, don't you think Zifang might come after you?"
He was naturally happy that Xingyuelou was doing well, but he would be even happier if his son could return to Shangjin to study.
"He... probably won't come." Qiu Yan paused slightly, her words shifting from a negative to a question.
"Sigh." Zhou Shao sighed deeply, a shadow of gloom flashing across his face.
It seems his plan is going to fail this time.
"This Zifang is really giving me a headache."
"My son, if only he could marry you."
He now genuinely wants Qiu Yan to be his daughter-in-law.
In this way, their business will surely get better and better in the future.
Qiu Yan forced a smile, "Boss Zhou, you really know how to joke."
“I’m not joking. Why don’t you think about it, Qiu Yan?” Zhou Shao still felt that his son’s love was unrequited, so he wanted to lend his son a hand.
He felt that he couldn't find a father as good as him anywhere else.
Qiu Yan had no idea where her charm came from.
She smiled as she watched Gu Qian descend the second floor step by step, "I'm already engaged."
"Oh, that's a pity." Zhou Shao followed Qiu Yan's gaze, glanced at Gu Qian, and then suddenly remembered the awkwardness from last time.
How can he be so forgetful?
He genuinely felt sorry for his son. Qiu Yan was so capable, able to manage both the household and external affairs. Where could one find such a virtuous wife?
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