He didn't notice his servant's sudden exclamation.
Qingyin, who had been riding in the carriage with Jiang Lingya all the way, looked out the window. The Lin family's small shop was all alone at the end of the alley, and there was no one outside the shop. It was completely different from what Jiang Lingya had said about the shop being a thriving business.
Qingyin turned to look at Jiang Lingya: "Sister Jiang, although you like me, aren't these words of comfort a bit too exaggerated? If the business at the store isn't doing well, that's fine, I can handle that."
Jiang Lingya, sitting to the side, widened her eyes: "How could that be, Sister Ahua, why would I lie to you? The store is really doing very well. Last time I went there, there was a long queue."
Jiang Lingya's words were strong, and she didn't seem to be lying.
So, the sudden quietness of the store is not right.
Qingyin concealed her thoughts and moved aside by the window, saying, "Sister Jiang, come and see."
Jiang Lingya, puzzled by Qingyin's words, couldn't wait to pull back the curtains and look outside.
Jiang Lingya was puzzled. The familiar Lin Family Shop was deserted. There wasn't a single person in sight. She thought to herself, "This shouldn't be the case. Business was pretty good when the shop first opened. Even if people are used to it, there shouldn't be no customers."
Qingyin noticed Jiang Lingya's confusion and smiled, "Sister Jiang doesn't understand either, why don't we go down and take a look together?"
"good."
...
When Qingyin walked into the house, she saw a tall man or boy picking up a stool from the shop and smashing it against the counter. Just as the stool was about to hit Lin Dahua,
Qingyin's eyes sharpened: "Chen Che!"
“Yes,” a young man in black, whose strength was no less than that of a teenager, stepped forward and used another stool to block the stool that was about to be smashed towards Lin Dahua.
The action happened so fast that by the time Jiang Lingya, who was still in shock, came to her senses, she realized that the boy who had smashed the person's back seemed to be a familiar face. Her eyes caught sight of Xiao Anzi standing next to her, staring blankly at Qingyin. Jiang Lingya then realized who this person was.
"Zhou Shiwei, what are you doing!" Jiang Lingya said angrily.
Hearing his beloved's voice, Zhou Shiwei's face lit up with a joyful smile, and he turned around with a grin: "Sister Jiang, come here..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Shiwei froze.
Behind him was his beloved Sister Jiang, but beside him stood a beautiful young woman with a face like a peach blossom, coldly watching him.
There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent.
For a moment, only the beautiful girl appeared in his mind, and he completely forgot the words he had just thought of to tell Sister Jiang.
Zhou Shiwei's voice trembled. At this moment, he forgot about the Jiang sister he had liked before, and only wanted to know the name of this strange girl: "Who is this...?"
Jiang Lingya did not answer him, but Qingyin did answer him herself.
She slowly walked over to Lin Dahua and Lin Anxi, gently hugged the frightened Lin Dahua, and said calmly, "This young master smashed my shop, doesn't he know who I am?"
Zhou Shiwei: "..."
Zhou Shiwei was stunned. "You're Lin Erhua?"
“If there is no other person named Lin Erhua in the capital, then I am.” Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, concealing the coldness in her eyes, and Qingyin said sarcastically with her lips pursed.
But beauty is ironic, and it can also be breathtakingly beautiful.
Zhou Shiwei pursed his thin lips. Even without confirmation, he already believed that this beautiful girl was the village girl who saved the Fourth Prince. No wonder the Fourth Prince gave up Jiang Lingya for such a woman.
Ironically, upon meeting her, he, like the Fourth Prince, also fell in love with her.
At this moment, looking at the mess in the shop and seeing the coldness in the girl's eyes, Zhou Shiwei felt, for the first time, that the beloved only son of the General's Mansion had collapsed.
The tall boy lowered his head in embarrassment, looking pitifully at Qingyin: "I'm sorry, it was my fault, I..."
Qingyin: "Young master, there's nothing wrong with you. It's just that our shop didn't serve you well."
Zhou Shiwei: ...
Oh no, who knows if you've just fallen for someone and done something they hate? How do you win them back?
It might feel good to smash things up at the moment, but afterwards it's all a disaster.
...
The shop was forced to close down due to Zhou Shiwei's vandalism.
During the shutdown, Zhou Shiwei stubbornly stayed behind and even called people to repair the door shop. Qingyin sat to the side watching the boy personally move tools for the workers to repair the stool, without the slightest emotion in her eyes.
Zhou Shiwei was busy in the distance, occasionally smiling in Qingyin's direction, but when he saw that Qingyin wasn't looking at him, he lowered his head in disappointment.
His disheveled appearance did not elicit any sympathy from any of the women in the shop.
Lin Dahua and Lin Anxi hadn't forgotten the boy's arrogant and violent behavior just now. This was no well-behaved young master; he was clearly an arrogant, domineering, and bullying playboy.
Jiang Lingya remained unmoved, glancing disdainfully at Zhou Shiwei in the distance.
If only I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?
Zhou Shiwei, who was working, was unaware that his former crush was criticizing him. He was now completely focused on Qingyin's image and was trying to make up for Qingyin's initial impression of him by working hard, hoping that she would stop disliking him so much.
But Duan Heng, who had been keeping an eye on Qingyin, was unlikely to give him that opportunity.
With so many wolves out there, how could he be at ease letting others steal the rose he had so carefully nurtured?
The carriage from the Fourth Prince's residence arrived very quickly.
Duan Heng, dressed in a black robe, stepped down from the carriage. Under Zhou Shiwei's gaze, which was about to kill someone, he walked familiarly to Qingyin and put his arm around her: "Ahua, it's getting late, we should go back."
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