After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 232 Old acquaintance

The eldest master was obsessed with arranging Xie Xiuzhu's marriage to open up official career opportunities for the Song family. He did not hesitate to maneuver among the powerful and influential and carefully select his marriage partner.

However, their third room was like dust forgotten in the corner and was neglected.

Especially Xie Xiuyun's marriage, which seemed to have become dispensable. How could she not be angry?

"She is now like a lost dog. How can a small merchant family be worth mentioning? Why don't we offer her to Master Yuan as an apology and take all her private property at the same time?"

There was a cunning light in Xie Xiuyun's eyes, and it was obvious that she had her own plans.

The third branch's financial resources were not abundant to begin with, and the third master was addicted to gambling and sex, so the meager family property had long been squandered.

The old lady knew the third master's character very well and strictly restricted the distribution of his property, allowing him only to receive a meager living allowance.

This meant that even the eldest wife's illegitimate daughter had a dowry more respectable than Xie Xiuyun's.

The Third Madam snorted coldly: "That girl is very clever, I'm afraid she won't be so easy to deal with."

The last time she bit back, the third wife suffered greatly and she still feels scared when she thinks about it.

Xie Xiuyun sneered disdainfully: "Mom, have you forgotten that we still have the card Xie Xiulin in our hand?"

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As the night deepened, the pharmacy finally ended its busy day and closed its doors to customers.

Cui Rongrong did not have a moment's rest, because today's business was extremely booming and she was busy replenishing the goods needed for the next day.

At this moment, Song Yanyi walked out of the seemingly empty shop, and what came into his sight was Cui Rong's busy figure. She was moving around the store, and every step she took seemed firm and powerful. Although she looked a little tired, her face was still filled with passion and satisfaction that was hard to conceal.

It's just a shop, why can it make her so excited?

These days, he learned from Fu Xian about her whereabouts. She was either inspecting other shops or busy decorating her own shop. Every time he heard the word "shop", he couldn't help but feel a headache.

But at this moment, seeing her busying around like a lively little rabbit, that vibrant aura was so much better than her previous appearance when she was bedridden and had lost her vitality.

She was wearing a simple cotton skirt and an apron tied around her waist. Her long hair was braided into a thick braid that hung in front of her chest. There were beads of sweat on her fair face. Perhaps because the room was a little stuffy, her cheeks were faintly flushed.

Despite being tired, the tenacity and confidence that radiated from the inside out made her look particularly attractive.

The depth in his eyes seemed to hide unknown thoughts. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. Perhaps, it would be more beneficial for him to keep her in that sickly posture, letting her lie lazily and weakly in bed, so that she could rely completely on him.

He walked leisurely into the shop, and wherever he looked, he saw her standing on a wobbly stool, trying her best to put the herbs into the unattainable medicine cabinet.

The medicine cabinet was so high that even if she stood on tiptoe, her fingertips seemed to touch the edge of failure.

He lightly swept the stool leg, as if giving a silent command, and then flicked his fingers from his sleeve, and a warm jade pendant flew out silently, hitting the stool leg with incredible precision, making a slight and crisp sound.

"oops!"

With a scream, she lost her balance and fell from the stool like a leaf in autumn.

Almost at the same moment, he took a step forward, stretched out his arms, and firmly embraced her slender waist. His movements were smooth and graceful, as if he had planned it long ago.

Cui Rongrong's face turned pale at this moment, and she grasped his collar reflexively, as if it was her only support.

Song Yanyi tightened his embrace and felt that her body seemed thinner than he remembered. He couldn't help but feel some indescribable emotions in his heart.

She came back to her senses from her trance, looked up and met his deep eyes, and heard his slightly reproachful voice in her ears: "You are so careless that even standing on a stool is so unstable?"

She pushed his chest away with her elbow, frowned, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Why are you here?"

There was a hint of barely perceptible curiosity in his words.

“I just happened to be passing by.”

She glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't delve into it. She simply said, "Oh."

"You spent a huge amount of money to buy this store, but you are reluctant to hire some help? You have to do everything yourself?"

She asked blankly, as if she didn't understand his question, "How do you know I've been busy all this time?"

Song Yanyi was speechless for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you busy now?"

After saying this, a complex light flashed across his eyes.

Cui Rong lowered her head and continued with the work in her hands, as if she didn't hear his teasing at all. This action made Song Yanyi secretly sigh that she was now more skilled in dealing with him, which was in sharp contrast to her past docility.

"You opened a store of this size and specialized in business with wealthy families. Aren't you worried that your identity will be exposed?"

He was secretly worried. Even though she had changed her appearance and adopted the alias Bai Wei, her appearance was too eye-catching. Once her business became successful, there was no guarantee that someone would recognize her true identity.

She remained focused on the herbs in her hand without raising her head: "I am upright, what do I have to fear?"

Her tone revealed a frankness and calmness, and she seemed to be mentally prepared for the worst possible scenario.

The worst that could happen would be that the past would come to light again, but so what? She had no intention of stepping into the marriage fortress again. Would she still be bound by the shackles of old ethics?

Looking at her indifferent attitude, Song Yanyi felt mixed emotions and his face unconsciously became a little gloomy.

Cui Rongrong was sensitive to the gloomy atmosphere around him and looked up at him nervously, worried that he might suddenly cause some trouble.

However, to her surprise, he took out an exquisite pearwood carved box from his arms and gently handed it to her.

"what is this?"

She asked suspiciously, a curious glint in her eyes.

"A gift for the opening of the store."

His voice was calm, but it contained unknown emotions.

Cui Rong gently opened the lid of the box, and saw a emerald green, transparent, warm and shiny jade hairpin lying quietly inside. At the end of the hairpin, a lifelike crabapple flower was exquisitely carved, and it seemed that it would sway in the wind at any time.

She frowned slightly. Such a gift was too inappropriate for the opening of a drugstore.

However, since Jinshangtang opened, business has been extremely hot. On the one hand, it was because the unique medicine sacs and medicinal foods in the store were novel and effective; on the other hand, Cui Rongrong's medical skills were indeed superb, and word of mouth soon attracted many customers, and the store's business flourished.

Although she was exhausted from the free treatment in the first three days, the workload was reduced from the fourth day when the patients started to receive paid treatment.

While Cui Rong was seeing patients, she unexpectedly met an old acquaintance.