"Mother! Are you alright?" Jiang Suihe carefully helped Jiang Ling up.
"You two dare to push my daughter? Believe me, I'll chop off your hands!" Before Jiang Ling could react, the dark figure in front of her ran over menacingly.
Slightly overweight, with a balding head, and dressed in brown brocade, Jiang Ling squinted at the man before her. Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind, and she remembered it vividly.
No wonder this ill-mannered brat looked so familiar; it turned out to be the Mr. Wang she had met at the inn that morning.
This is Qingzhou, not Pingxi County. Jiang Ling didn't want to cause trouble. She looked up at the fierce-looking Boss Wang and the girl who was crying with tears streaming down her face, and said, "Your daughter was blocking our way just now! If you think I pushed your daughter, then I'll apologize to her! How about that?"
Boss Wang thought Jiang Ling was afraid of him. He saw his thick lips move slightly, and his gaze towards Jiang Ling turned somewhat malicious. He touched his chin and said, "Do you know who I am? Do you know who my daughter is? Is a flimsy apology all you want?"
Jiang Ling's lips twitched slightly. She frowned and looked at Boss Wang with displeasure, asking, "So what do you want?"
Boss Wang's eyes darted around, and he held up five fingers to Jiang Ling, saying, "My daughter's dress is made of Xiangyun yarn. If you don't believe me, go out and ask around. Who in Qingzhou doesn't know my name, Wang Li! Who doesn't know that my daughter has only ever worn Xiangyun yarn? As for Xiangyun yarn, tsk, judging from your expression, you've probably never even seen it before. Fine, I'm a magnanimous man, so just compensate me fifty taels!"
"Fifty taels?" Jiang Suihe exclaimed. She looked up at Jiang Ling. Although her family was well-off and her mother always gave her pocket money, she had probably saved up more than twenty taels of pocket money over this period of time. But Jiang Suihe always felt that it was her mother's hard-earned money, so she had always been very frugal and had not developed the habit of spending money extravagantly.
Seeing Jiang Suihe's surprised expression, Boss Wang naively assumed that Jiang Ling couldn't afford that much money. He grinned wickedly at Jiang Ling, "It's fine if you don't pay, or else you..."
Before she could finish speaking, a silver note slapped down on Boss Wang's face. Jiang Ling, now exuding an aura of unapproachability, coldly stared at Boss Wang and said, word by word, "This silver note is for fifty taels. If you keep nagging, don't blame me for being impolite!"
After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Suihe and shoved Boss Wang hard, then headed straight towards the inn.
Mr. Wang was stunned by Jiang Ling's pat. By the time he came to his senses, he realized that Jiang Ling and her daughter had already disappeared.
He bent down and picked up the silver note, examining it closely before muttering under his breath, "Didn't realize this young lady was so rich! Oh well, I misjudged her, otherwise I could have made even more money! Oh well, even a small fly is still a piece of meat!"
As he spoke, he stuffed the silver note that Jiang Ling had slapped on his face into his pocket.
"Father, you called for me?" The girl had already stopped crying, though she hadn't reverted to her usual spoiled and willful self.
Mr. Wang seemed to remember something after being reminded by his daughter. He quickly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh dear, I forgot something so important! Come on! Girl, come with me quickly!" With that, he grabbed his daughter and hurried out of the alley.
Zhencuilou is the best restaurant in Qingzhou. Whether it's something that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the water, anything you can think of will appear on Zhencuilou's menu. Of course, the prices that follow will also leave you speechless.
Even a simple meal here costs nearly five years' income for an average person.
Therefore, those who can enter this place are naturally quite wealthy.
Mr. Wang led his daughter into Zhencui Restaurant, and the waiter quickly led him to the last very secluded private room on the third floor.
"Just bring out your best stuff!" Boss Wang waved his hand and gave the order.
The waiter responded and tactfully left the private room.
The once fierce-looking Boss Wang now appeared somewhat pale, with sweat beading on his forehead.
He fidgeted, glancing towards the door every now and then, and occasionally looking out the window of the private room.
When footsteps approached from outside the door, Mr. Wang stood up in a fluster, knocking over the tea that had been placed in front of him.
Mr. Wang's daughter looked at her father with some surprise. How could this usually serious and calm man have become like this?
There were three rhythmic knocks on the door. Boss Wang didn't open the door, but instead imitated the sound of a cuckoo three times.
The knocking stopped quickly, and with a creak, the door was opened.
Upon seeing the person, Boss Wang immediately stepped forward and carefully helped the person up. Just as he was about to speak, the person immediately raised his hand to interrupt him.
Mr. Wang wisely shut his mouth and slapped his own mouth a few times.
The man ignored Mr. Wang's flattery and walked straight to the corner, where Mr. Wang quickly closed the window.
"Her?" The cold, concise word sent a shiver down Mr. Wang's spine.
He nodded, not daring to speak.
Seeing this, the man nodded in satisfaction and extended his hand. Boss Wang was overjoyed; the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could have been used to swat away any flies that flew by.
He carefully took a cloth bag from his pocket and placed it in the man's hand with trepidation.
The man merely opened the corner of the cloth bag, glanced at it sideways, nodded in satisfaction, and then got up and left.
Watching the man's departing figure, Boss Wang felt a great sense of relief. The moment he closed the door to the private room, he slid to the ground, pressed against the door panel.
His appearance had already terrified his daughter, who stared in horror at everything before her, but dared not utter a sound.
...
Inside the inn.
Jiang Suihe hung her head, her eyes were a little red, and she opened her mouth to speak, but felt as if there was a wad of cotton stuffed in her throat and lost her voice.
"Suihe, sit down! Don't be afraid, your mother is here!" Jiang Ling knew that her actions just now must have made the girl overthink things again.
With only four days left until the spring exam, Jiang Ling didn't want anything unpleasant to happen during those four days. She was worried that it would affect Jiang Suihe's mood and cause Jiang Suihe to underperform.
But what people fear most is what comes to pass. Jiang Ling rubbed her aching temples and explained, "Don't worry about those fifty taels. Right now, you only need to think about one thing: the exam in four days, understand?"
Although Jiang Suihe nodded in agreement, her eyes were still full of worry.
Jiang Ling sighed helplessly and continued, "Don't worry, Suihe, do you think those fifty taels are so easy for someone to take away? Don't worry, Mother has already made plans!"
Hearing this, Jiang Suihe felt a little relieved.
But what she didn't know was that four days later, her inconspicuous action would uncover a shocking secret.
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