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As everyone waited to see the spectacle unfold, even Qing Luan held her breath in anticipation of Huang's misfortune. Suddenly, she let out a piercing scream, disregarding her status. "Ah..." she exclaimed, and then bolted away, faster than a rabbit, leaving many in a daze.
With her mouth agape, Qing Luan took a long time to regain her composure before finally exclaiming, "Damn it, being young is truly wonderful!"
"Pfft," at that moment, it was Fu Tianlin who couldn't hold back any longer. "Miss Zhu, are you serious? You must be joking!"
Huang had slipped away, and the one hundred taels of silver were returned to Little Luo. She cast a sidelong glance at the stunned Madam Zhuang and asked with a sly smile, "Do you want to take a swing at me too?" Hmph, challenging her with silver? She was sure Madam Zhuang would end up losing her pants.
Although she was a maid, ever since she started following her young mistress, her monthly wages had been saved up with the mistress. If it came down to it, the Chen Family might not even be wealthier than her.
"Hmph," Madam Zhuang frowned, glaring at the audacious girl before her with resentment. When had she ever been humiliated like this? While she couldn't walk around arrogantly, at least everyone had shown her respect. Today, however, she had fallen victim to a mere maid; there was no way she could swallow this humiliation.
"Mother," Zhuang Youlan was frightened by her mother's expression and tugged at her sleeve, wanting to leave quickly. The pointing fingers from the crowd made her feel utterly embarrassed.
"Hmph, a Merchant's Daughter is just that—a Merchant's Daughter—uncultured and brazen. My son was wise not to choose her; it must be due to our ancestors' good fortune!" In her anger, Madam Zhuang dragged up past grievances. She looked smugly at Little Luo, whose face had suddenly changed color. She thought to herself: Hmph, a woman who has been rejected should keep a low profile and not shine as brightly as Zhu Qingluan does, burning their eyes.
Little Luo's expression darkened; her pretty face was clouded with rage that could erupt at any moment. Just then, a seductive figure in red emerged from within, capturing everyone's attention.
Sister Yun stood at the entrance with an alluring presence that drew gasps of admiration. She casually touched her flowing hair and said in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "I've seen shameless people before, but never anyone as shameless as this! The Dealer's face is thicker than the city walls; no matter how much you rub it, it won't change!"
"You little bitch! Who are you talking about?" Madam Zhuang exploded in anger, cursing without restraint.
"Smack!" In an instant, Sister Yun flashed forward and slapped Madam Zhuang across the face. As everyone stood frozen in shock, Sister Yun elegantly leaned against the doorframe as if nothing had happened.
Covering her face in disbelief, Madam Zhuang shouted, "You dare hit me?"
"Why don't I dare to hit you?" Sister Yun asked, her face filled with confusion. "Did you see me acting like a whore? Do you have any evidence? You think just because I'm younger and more beautiful than you, and that I have more charm and allure, you can wrongfully accuse me? This slap is just a lesson for you; otherwise, it would be a matter of life and death. Let's go to the authorities and see who is in the right!" She was not going to let anyone treat her like a sick cat.
"You all are going too far," Zhuang Youlan thought regretfully. If she had known it would turn out this way, she wouldn't have let her mother step in to defend her. Now, instead of gaining support, they had ended up with a mess.
"We're going too far?" Sister Yun smiled seductively, her gaze on Zhuang Youlan as if she were a monster. "Miss Zhuang, are you really that foolish? Your mother blocked the entrance to Jade Pavilion and even let Huang come to humiliate my lady. Is that not going too far? She insults me and threatens the people at Jade Pavilion, and we’re the ones in the wrong? Then tell me, what would not be going too far?"
How could someone like Zhuang Youlan possibly stand up to Sister Yun? With just a few words, she was left speechless.
"It was you who refused to sell to me first! I came with silver in hand; you opened the door for business, so why wouldn’t you sell?" Everyone knew that those blocked at the entrance of Jade Pavilion had no standing in social circles, which was why she had tried to use forceful means but ended up hitting a brick wall.
"Delighted!" Sister Yun scoffed coldly, her smile particularly cunning. "You say your dealer has good karma? My lady is afraid of ruining that karma, so she keeps her distance from you to avoid bad luck!" Who knew what kind of nonsense this was, coming to Jade Pavilion to cause trouble?
"You..." Madam Zhuang gritted her teeth in anger but couldn't find the words.
"The matter between the dealer and Miss Zhu has been clear for five years now. To make excuses like this today is rather shameless, don’t you think?" Zhuang Jianming pushed through the crowd, standing beside his mother with a serious expression.
Sister Yun looked at Zhuang Jianming with disdain flashing in her eyes and sneered, "You think you're worthy of talking about integrity? What a joke! The people from the dealer are all lunatics."
"Madam, if you continue to insult me, don’t blame me for being rude," he warned. A person's patience has its limits; no matter his opinions about Zhu Qingluan, they would never outweigh his own dignity.
"Are you blind and deaf? Can't you see your mother humiliating my lady? It's fine for your mother to spout nonsense but not for me to refuse service? You think you're so great and noble that I should be grateful to you? If it weren't for your insane decision to break off the engagement, my lady wouldn't have achieved what she has today. It’s not your dealer's good karma; it's my lady's good fortune for staying away from scoundrels like you!" Sister Yun exploded with rage, her words raining down like arrows on the stunned crowd.
"You—how dare you!" Zhuang Jianming shouted angrily, ready to retaliate when a sweet voice interrupted him.
"Brother Zhuang, someone of your status shouldn't stoop to their level," said Lin Ya, her face beaming with joy.
"Yar," Zhuang Youlan said with a grateful expression upon seeing her, excitedly urging, "Yes, big brother, Yar is right. Don't stoop to the level of such lowly people and lose our dignity! Mother, brother, let's go. Yar, I haven't properly congratulated you yet. You're getting married next month, right?!"
A farce unfolded as Lin Ya's appearance changed the situation, leaving those who were merely watching feeling quite frustrated.
"Well, I'm out here to handle my dowry," Lin Ya said enthusiastically. "My mother said I can choose whatever I want for the dowry until I'm satisfied!" She was not marrying into a poor family, so she certainly wouldn't embarrass the Lin family.
"Heh heh... Zhu Qingluan?" Zhuang Youlan was just about to use this excuse to leave when she turned around and saw a cold expression on someone's face, exclaiming in surprise.
"Zhu Qingluan, what do you want?" Lin Ya felt a sudden unease in her heart, sensing that Zhu Qingluan was acting strangely.
"Nothing much, just wanted to congratulate you, Miss Lin," Qing Luan had been among the crowd since Zhuang Jianming appeared but had kept a low profile until Lin Ya showed up.
"Hmph," facing her compliment, Lin Ya disdainfully raised her head, her face full of pride as if speaking to her would lower her own status.
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Miss Lin was in big trouble—very big trouble! Ha ha!
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