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Murong Jing strode in with a large entourage, casually finding a bench to sit on while surveying the interior of the tavern, nodding his head in approval.
"You've done well with this tavern. It looks quite decent, though a bit shabby, but it has its charm," Murong Jing remarked, turning to Ye Xiaohan.
Ye Xiaohan forced a smile, trying to keep her expression steady. "Your Highness is too kind. It's just an ordinary tavern, really very ordinary."
"No need to be modest; this is the praise you deserve," Murong Jing said nonchalantly, completely oblivious to Ye Xiaohan's discomfort.
Thank you very much! Ye Xiaohan silently complained in her mind. If you really want to praise me, just don’t disturb my normal work!
This Third Prince was always wandering around aimlessly, and he never seemed to care whether she was busy or not. He would come and go as he pleased without a second thought.
At first, Ye Xiaohan thought there might be some purpose behind his actions. So every time Murong Jing showed up, she kept a close eye on his every move.
But every single time, it turned out that Murong Jing was just there to cause trouble!
He would grab a chisel and start carving when he saw a carpenter working on intricate designs, ruining several pieces of wood before tossing them aside and moving on to another target.
He would pry off roof tiles and waste an entire bucket of paint on the walls; every corner of the tavern bore the marks of his destruction.
When he grew bored, he would leave with his entourage in tow, leaving Ye Xiaohan staring at the chaotic mess left behind, nearly in tears.
If it weren't for this troublesome Third Prince, she could have saved so much on materials and craftsmen's wages!
Over time, Ye Xiaohan came to realize that this Third Prince was the epitome of boredom. He came to the tavern simply to watch the chaos unfold!
"Oh, I just wanted to see what kind of tricks you could pull with this rundown place," he replied when Ye Xiaohan could no longer hold back her curiosity and asked him directly.
Ye Xiaohan could only endure in silence, allowing Murong Jing's behavior to continue unchecked.
"Third Prince, what brings you here today? It's truly an honor for our establishment to receive your esteemed presence!"
Ye Xiaohan gritted her teeth inwardly while maintaining a smile on her face. "It's just that your timing is unfortunate; I happen to have some matters to attend to. You see..."
Please leave quickly and don't disturb my work! Ye Xiaohan silently prayed to various deities she had previously doubted.
However, it seemed the gods were aware of her insincere pleas and chose to ignore her.
Then she heard the Third Prince casually say, "You have things to do? Then go ahead; I'll manage on my own for now. If I need anything, I'll ask you later. Go on, go on."
Tears streamed down Ye Xiaohan's face in silence.
Murong Jing was indeed true to his word. Despite Ye Xiaohan's deliberate attempts to ignore him, he leisurely wandered around the restaurant until he had his fill before swaggering out with his entourage.
Watching his retreating figure, Ye Xiaohan felt an urge to rush into the palace and ask the Emperor and Queen if they knew how bored their son was outside.
Finally, after the Third Prince left, Ye Xiaohan let out a sigh of relief, opened her folder, and began checking the inventory of raw materials from when they first opened.
But today did not seem to be a good day; she had barely settled into her chair when another familiar face entered through the door.
"Boss Ye, long time no see!" The newcomer stepped inside, taking in the shop's new decor with jealousy and speaking in a sarcastic tone.
Ye Xiaohan looked up and recognized him, letting out a cold snort. "I wondered who it was; turns out it's Boss Yan. What a pleasure!"
This Boss Yan was the original owner of this shop. Due to pollution from the Dye House behind them, he could no longer sustain his business and had resorted to teaming up with some thugs for shady dealings.
"Boss Yan," he said with envy, "it's been a few days since we last met, and your shop has changed so much that I can hardly recognize it. This is all thanks to you, Boss Ye. I must express my gratitude!"
"Boss Yan, there's no need for such formalities. It's only natural for me to put some effort into my own restaurant," Ye Xiaohan retorted, unwilling to back down.
This person clearly meant trouble; he was definitely here to cause a scene!
Before he could speak again, Ye Xiaohan quickly interjected, "May I ask what brings you here today, Boss Yan? Is there any way I can assist you?"
She was curious to see what face this person, who had wronged her, would show when making some bizarre request.
"Boss Ye is truly straightforward!" Boss Yan misinterpreted Ye Xiaohan's politeness as fear of confrontation, which only emboldened him further.
He got straight to the point: "I'm here to ask you to return the shop to me! Although you renovated it into a restaurant without my permission, I'm a reasonable person and won't hold it against you. Just give me back the deed, and I won’t pursue this matter any further."
"What?" Ye Xiaohan almost thought she had misheard. "Boss Yan, are you still dreaming? You sold this shop; it now belongs to me and has nothing to do with you!"
Seeing her resistance, Boss Yan sneered, "Boss Ye, we both know the market value of this shop. You remember the seven hundred taels of silver you paid? Just think about it—was that enough to buy this place?"
Ye Xiaohan was stunned by his shamelessness. "That's not how this works! What I bought wasn't a prime location in the bustling center; it was a polluted shop that nobody wanted—no one would buy it!"
If it weren't for Ye Xiaohan resolving the pollution issue at the Dye House, someone else might have fallen victim to such a scam.
Moreover, it wasn't just about spending a lot of money on a useless shop. Remembering those thugs, Ye Xiaohan decided not to give him any face and directly exposed his true nature.
"Boss Yan, after leaving your shop, I ran into your good brothers. What a coincidence that is!"
Caught off guard by the pointed question, Boss Yan's gaze flickered for a moment before he regained his composure and shouted, "Don't change the subject! I'm asking you—are you going to return the shop or not?"
Ye Xiaohan sneered, "If it weren't for encountering the Third Prince, your gang of thugs wouldn't dare to provoke him and would have to run away. Otherwise, there would be no need for Boss Yan to come here personally; the deed would have long returned to your hands!"
At that moment, she had acted out of kindness, not realizing that her compassion would be exploited, leading to her being ruthlessly taken advantage of. Now, they had the audacity to turn around and bite back!
Having been exposed in front of her, Boss Yan decided to tear off the last shred of pretense and threatened viciously, "Ye Xiaohan, don't get too arrogant. You used a mere seven hundred taels to swindle such a good shop from me. This is shameless! You must return the shop today!"
"Ha!" Ye Xiaohan replied coldly, her expression unchanged. "Fine, you have two options now. First, go find your gang of thugs and have them come here to snatch the deed from me. Second, let’s go to the Yamen and clarify the truth in front of the magistrate!"
Boss Yan certainly did not dare to do that. If those thugs came to rob her, Ye Xiaohan could report them. Once they entered the government office, with the deed and the contract in Ye Xiaohan's hands—both bearing his signature—he would never get the shop back.
This matter could only be resolved privately; once it became public, he would not have a leg to stand on and would surely lose.
Boss Yan felt a deep resentment; he had truly misjudged her. He thought Ye Xiaohan was just a soft persimmon that anyone could squeeze, but instead found she was wrapped in cotton on the outside but full of thorns inside—she had pricked him badly.
"Ye Xiaohan, just wait!" With no other options left, Boss Yan left in disgrace. Before departing, he threw down a harsh warning.
"This matter isn't over; just wait and see! If I can't get this shop back, you won't have peace either!"
Ye Xiaohan crossed her arms behind her back and called out loudly after him, "I’ll be waiting for you! If you don’t come back, it means you’ve lost!"
What kind of person is this? They pit others against the wall and still have the nerve to confront them—she really couldn’t understand what was going on in their heads!
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