Chapter 24: Who knows who might have been fooled by the teahouse? ...
Seeing that her figure was about to disappear from sight, Jiang Keyu placed her right hand on the door frame, exerting so much force that her veins bulged.
"Ayuan!"
This was undoubtedly an unfamiliar name for Song Baoyuan. No one had ever called her like that before, but she still stopped.
Jiang Keyu breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason, stepped out of the room, and walked calmly towards her back. "What then? What are you going to do?"
"I will move back to the old house tonight." Song Baoyuan said in a low voice.
"Tonight?" Jiang Keyu didn't understand what he meant. "Even if, even if we're not... I'm still your brother, and wherever I am is still your home. There's no need for you to leave."
Song Baoyuan tightened her grip and took a deep breath. "After all, things have to be a little different from before. Tomorrow morning, when Chengcheng and Suisui wake up, it won't be convenient for me to leave. Don't worry, I'll only take Qiaoyue and Qiaoyin. Madam Yao and the others will stay at the mansion. Madam will take care of the affairs of the harem, so you can still have no worries while you're away. However, while I'm away, Chengcheng and Suisui will have to be taken care of by you, their father."
"no."
He flatly rejected it, and Song Baoyuan was stunned for a moment. "They, they are your biological children after all. Aren't they worth your time and attention?"
"That's not what I'm talking about." Jiang Keyu leaned over. "You want to move back to the old house? That's not going to work. I promised my parents I'd take good care of you. Now I have to work at the Dali Temple and look after Sui Sui and Jiang Chengyou. How can I manage both if you're so far away from me?"
"I don't need your care!"
"Who do you need then?"
Both were stunned.
Jiang Keyu suddenly felt fortunate that she didn't look back at him.
Song Baoyuan was confused and decided not to answer. She took a step and ran away.
This was the first time that the gate of the mansion was closed and opened again in the middle of the night.
The carriage stopped at the bottom of the steps, and Qiao Yue and Qiao Yin had been waiting there for a long time.
"My two sisters, why are you still not sleeping so late? Where are you going?" The gatekeeper asked, holding his waist and yawning.
Qiao Yin and Qiao Yue each had a solemn expression on their faces. They stared at the door without saying a word.
It wasn't until they saw a familiar figure running towards them that they reacted and quickly stepped forward to greet them, "Madam!"
Song Baoyuan could not hear the noise from the outside world. She trotted all the way and got into the carriage "dusty and exhausted", but she was still dazed.
"Madam, are you okay?" Qiao Yin asked with concern.
Song Baoyuan's eyes were dull, and she shook her head after a while.
Her hand trembled slightly as she took out the divorce papers from her sleeve, spread them out, and stared blankly at the name written at the end.
"Madam, are you really leaving?" Qiao Yin felt uneasy.
Song Baoyuan lowered her eyelashes, as if the long journey had exhausted all her strength, so her voice was tired and hoarse, "Let's go, tell the driver to start the journey."
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sobbing.
The shadow of the heavy mansion gate obscured Jiang Keyu's figure. He watched quietly as the carriage began to move, without saying a word for a long time.
Liu'an, standing beside him, looked vacant and scratched his head. Seeing the carriage really move, he bravely broke the silence and said, "Sir, are you not going to keep your wife?"
"She did." Jiang Keyu's eyes gradually lost focus. "She just wanted to leave."
There were hurried footsteps behind him, and the anxious maid came and shouted loudly: "My dear! The young lady suddenly woke up crying while sleeping. The nurse couldn't comfort her, and the lady couldn't be found. So I have no choice but to ask you to come over!"
Jiang Keyu came to his senses and turned to rush towards the inner courtyard.
In the carriage, Qiao Yue's eyes were filled with worry as she carefully pulled up the corner of Song Baoyuan's clothes. "Husband... No, Miss, if you feel sad, just cry it out."
Qiao Yin's eyes were already red. "Yes, Miss, if you keep it in your heart, I will feel uncomfortable too. Just cry it out, it will make you feel better."
Song Baoyuan's brows were gloomy, and she slowly stroked the name on the divorce certificate with her fingertips.
He listened to their advice, but curled up the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, "Correcting the mistake, isn't that a good thing? Why are you crying?"
Qiao Yue couldn't hold it in any longer, tears streaming down her face. "Miss... please don't be like this. Others may not know, but don't we? You've liked my husband for so long, how could this be the ending... My husband, my husband, why did he actually sign? Why is he like this..."
Big tears like pearls fell silently from Song Baoyuan's eyes, wetting the divorce letter.
In the backyard of the Jiang residence, Jiang Keyu was strolling in the courtyard holding his daughter. He patted his daughter's back soothingly, murmuring, "Don't be afraid, Sui Sui, don't cry, Daddy is here."
Coaxing over and over again.
*
On the first night back at the old house, Song Baoyuan stayed awake until dawn. Although she was exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep.
I finally couldn't hold on any longer until noon the next day and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, it was already a new morning.
In the warm morning light, Song Baoyuan stood by the window, looking up at the sky.
Without the noise of children, it is especially peaceful.
"Miss, you're awake!" Qiaoyin came running over with a broom in hand, "Come out and bask in the sun!"
Qiao Yue held the wooden basin and poked her head in one direction. "Or maybe go out for a walk! Don't stay cooped up in the house."
Song Baoyuan glanced around and realized they were worried she would continue to feel sad. Finding something serious to do to distract her was indeed a good way to change her mood.
She thought for a moment, then put her hands on her hips and asked, "Aren't we going to run a teahouse?"
Qiao Yin was surprised. "Isn't that just an excuse? Miss, do you really want to open your own teahouse?"
"Isn't it good?" Song Baoyuan chuckled. "I have nothing to do anyway, so opening a teahouse sounds interesting."
"Okay!" Qiao Yue agreed loudly and winked at Qiao Yin.
"Okay, okay!" Qiao Yin understood and quickly expressed her agreement.
After a simple breakfast, Song Baoyuan took her two maids to the teahouse on Dongqiao Street.
Although the Song family made their fortune by brewing wine, after establishing a foundation, they also expanded into other businesses, and this teahouse is one of them.
But perhaps because the operation of teahouses and restaurants cannot be generalized, this teahouse has always had poor business.
The last time Song Baoyuan came, she was mainly here to coax her two children and didn't pay much attention to the current situation of the teahouse.
When I went there again this time, I found that the teahouse was in a great location, in the downtown area, with the Guandu River in front of it, and the scenery was pleasant.
The initial investment was quite large, so the teahouse itself is also very large, with three floors.
Qiao Yin said, "Miss, everyone who used to work in the teahouse has been sent to other shops, leaving only the accountant who is reluctant to leave."
When Song Baoyuan came for the second time, it was this accountant who greeted her.
"Accountant?" Song Baoyuan was slightly surprised when she saw the man. He was very young, handsome, and dressed like a scholar.
"My last name is Xu, Xu Pingsheng, nice to meet you, Master."
Song Baoyuan took the account book handed to her and asked as she flipped through it, "Are you a scholar? Why don't you study and work as an accountant here?"
Xu Pingsheng smiled and said, "I know my own limitations. Passing the exam to become a scholar is already a great honor for my ancestors."
"Then why are you dressed like this?" Qiao Yin asked curiously.
"My mother at home is counting on me to study, so I have to put on a good front and hide it from her. Otherwise, she will be 80 years old and the consequences will be disastrous."
Qiaoyin and Qiaoyue were both amused by his words.
Song Baoyuan nodded. The account in her hand was well done, clear and accurate.
"This teahouse wasn't doing well before, so we couldn't pay you much. With your accounting skills, wouldn't you have a better future elsewhere? Why aren't you willing to leave?"
"It's because of my mother at home," Xu Pingsheng said honestly. "I live in the alley behind the teahouse, so it's close to home. I only have my eighty-year-old mother and my nephew, who's not even seven, at home. If anything happens, I can get back in time."
"I see." Song Baoyuan put down the account book, looked around, and her eyes finally fell on Xu Pingsheng.
This person has a humble temperament and speaks with moderation, giving people a good impression.
"Then you can continue to stay. Please give me more advice in the future."
"I don't deserve it." Xu Pingsheng bowed and said, "My boss is willing to keep me. I am very grateful."
Song Baoyuan turned her back and continued to survey the teahouse's layout. She waved her hand and said, "Don't be so reserved. I'll be the shopkeeper myself from now on. You don't have to call me Boss. Just call me... Madam Song."
"Yes, I will follow Madam Song's orders."
After walking up and down the stairs, Song Baoyuan quickly made a decision. "I just saw that your handwriting is pretty good. Next, I say, you write. Write a few more, and then post them outside to prepare for recruiting."
"good."
*
After noon, in the inner hall of the Dali Temple, Jiang Keyu held the job recruitment notice secretly taken back from Lu'an in her hand, her brows furrowed.
Hearing the noise of someone coming in, he covered the notice on the table and looked up, "Why are you here again?"
Chang Yunbai was full of questions, "Didn't you ask me to come?"
"Oh." Jiang Keyu remained calm, "I forgot."
Chang Yunbai: "..."
He was about to curse when he saw Gao Luoshu walking in holding Jiang Suisui.
Jiang Suisui greeted in a baby voice, "Uncle Chang!"
"Hey!" Chang Yunbai's resentment immediately disappeared, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why is Sui Sui here?"
He looked at Gao Luoshu with disdain, "Why are you here too?"
Gao Luoshu rolled his eyes and said, "It was Jiang Keyu who asked me to come, and I came three hours earlier than you."
He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Keyu, "I say, you're not going to ask me to take care of your child, are you?"
"I'm giving you a chance to show your worth." Jiang Keyu said as a matter of course, "Isn't that good?"
Gao Luoshu: “…”
Chang Yunbai walked around Jiang Keyu, his eyes scrutinizing her. "I've noticed that you've been in a bad mood lately, Jiang Shaoqing. You've been especially rude to your good brother."
"Is there?"
Gao Luoshu protested in a tone of voice.
Jiang Keyu didn't take it seriously. She walked to the door, called Liu'an in, and asked him to take Jiang Suisui away.
"You haven't answered me yet, why did you bring Sui Sui to the Dali Temple?"
"She's not used to her mother being away, and she keeps crying. The servants can't handle it, so I have no choice but to keep her with me."
Chang Yunbai was surprised, "Where is her mother?"
"We're divorced."
"oh."
When he reacted, Chang Yunbai's eyes widened, "What?"
Gao Luoshu also looked over in surprise, and the next moment, he was filled with righteous indignation, "Are you human? Didn't you promise her parents that you would be the only one for her in this life? It's only been a short time, and you've already betrayed her, abandoning her after having an affair with her. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Jiang Keyu surprisingly didn't fight back after being blasted by him. Instead, she said calmly, "She took the initiative to ask for a divorce."
Chang Yunbai's eyes widened even more exaggeratedly.
Gao Luoshu was stunned, and his anger disappeared instantly. "Really?"
"What are you laughing at?" Chang Yunbai turned his head and saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, which was quite strange. "You are gloating."
Jiang Keyu had a blank expression on her face. "If she wants to, then let her do it. It won't be considered as breaking my promise. But she is still my sister, having been raised by my parents. I still have to take care of her."
Chang Yunbai raised his eyebrows, "You take care of her, why did you ask us to come here?"
"Come with me to Dongqiao Street." Jiang Keyu flipped over the notice on the desk. "I don't know what she was thinking, going to Dongqiao Street to open a teahouse herself. She's never been out much before, isn't good at socializing, and is simple and soft-hearted. Won't she be bullied?"
Chang Yunbai narrowed his eyes.
Gao Luoshu was quite interested and asked, "What about me? I'll go too!"
"Help me watch over Sui Sui for a while. Don't let her know that her mother and I are getting divorced." Jiang Keyu threw a bag of silver on the table to him. "I'll be back soon."
Gao Luoshu: “…”
Chang Yunbai folded his arms and sneered, "She is originally the daughter of a merchant family. She has been exposed to business by nature. She just opened a teahouse. Why should you worry about it?"
"My parents have always doted on her. They've never talked to her about business." Jiang Keyu tapped the job posting on the table. "She's just messing around! Others hire waiters who are quick and articulate, but for her? They hire someone who's good-looking!"
Chang Yunbai was suspicious and took the notice from in front of him to take a look.
It’s true.
Jiang Keyu was worried, "This handwriting is not hers. Who knows who has fooled her."
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