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Qing Luan understood her sister's hatred for Chen Yan'er but said nothing more, simply stating, "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future; just be patient."
" Luan'er," Azure Phoenix looked at her calm sister with a twinge of pain in her heart. The original Luan'er was stubborn and proud, hiding any grievances deep inside. It was precisely because of that that she nearly lost her life. But now, her sister appeared indifferent and disdainful, not at all fitting for someone of fifteen; instead, she resembled a wise elder who seemed to have everything under control, having seen the vicissitudes of life and grown detached from it all.
This transformation must have come from enduring too much suffering, leading to her current state of tranquility, which made Azure Phoenix feel a deep sense of sorrow.
Qing Luan was unaware of her sister's thoughts and sat up straight, saying, "Sister, I need to return to the city in a few days. The shop next to Ruyi Tower is opening, and A-Song can't handle it alone, so I must go back!"
"I'll go with you," Azure Phoenix replied eagerly, unwilling to stay behind alone.
"You can't go," Qing Luan rejected without a second thought. "Chen Qingluan is dead; I am now Zhu Qingluan. They can't do anything to me. But if you appear and are seen by someone from the Chen Family, they will likely capture you even if it costs them their lives. If that happens, my plans will be in vain."
"I understand; it's just..." She didn't like the idea of being left alone.
"Plain Grandmother and Tide will stay here with you," Qing Luan said with a slight smile, knowing what her sister was worried about. "You don't need to worry about anyone causing trouble; this place is very secure. It's hard for ordinary people to get in here. So don't overthink it. Just tell Plain Grandmother what you want to do. Once Chen Yan'er is married off, I'll send someone to fetch you!"
"Okay!" Azure Phoenix sighed inwardly, feeling that her sister was quite useless in this regard. If outsiders saw them together, they would likely think that she was the younger sister and Qing Luan was the elder.
Ruyi Tower was doing exceptionally well, surpassing Tianxiang Restaurant long ago. Many who couldn't stand it came looking for trouble but were suppressed by A-Song's strong measures—if you wanted to pick a fight, fine; as long as you could win, everything could be negotiated.
"Miss," A-Song said awkwardly while rubbing his forehead.
"Hmm?" After returning to Ruyi Tower and reviewing the accounts while listening to A-Song report on recent events, Qing Luan didn't expect him to show such an adorable expression and felt curious as she waited for him to reveal more.
"Well... several groups sent people to cause trouble, so I ordered them to be driven out," A-Song said with a blush, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He didn't possess his mistress's skills or Qin'er's sharp tongue and could only resort to the simplest solution.
"Is it really that simple?" Qing Luan closed the ledger and asked calmly.
"Uh..." A-Song hesitated for a moment before mumbling, "The person who was thrown out has a complicated identity... One of them is the son of the Minister of War..."
"Were you not aware of his identity beforehand?" Qing Luan knew A-Song's patience; he usually wouldn't resort to violence unless provoked. She was curious about what had actually happened.
Shaking his head, A-Song looked quite innocent. "He didn't reveal his identity. He just came in and kept mocking the restaurant, saying this was bad and that was bad, even claiming our food wasn't fit for pigs. No matter how I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't leave. I had no choice but to take action." He had seen many rascals, but never someone so shameless.
"Then how did you find out his identity?" According to his account, he shouldn't have known who that person was.
"Someone told me!" After throwing the man out, he learned of his identity. A-Song was filled with anger towards that well-meaning informant; where were they when he needed help? He wished he could give that meddler a good beating.
"Have someone investigate what his purpose was in causing trouble," Qing Luan said. A young master causing a scene was rather intriguing.
"We've already looked into it," A-Song replied, sounding much sharper now. "That guy is Bai Feiyang, a friend of the Boss from Tianxiang Restaurant. His actions were nothing more than trying to stir up trouble for us." Upon discovering this information, he felt an urge to beat that brat again.
"Is that so?" Qing Luan merely responded in agreement with A-Song's words, but her mind was pondering whether that spoiled young master was asking for trouble. If he wanted to create chaos, he could easily find a rogue; why come here himself? It was hard to decipher his true intentions. "What's done is done; there's no need to dwell on it. When soldiers come, we shall meet them; when water comes, we shall block it! Tomorrow, Jade Pavilion will open. Is everything ready?"
"Everything is ready!" Seeing that Miss Qing wasn't angry and didn't seem to care about the incident, A-Song felt relieved.
"Good, you can go back to your tasks now. Have Sister Yun come see me," Qing Luan said. Jade Pavilion was her carefully crafted masterpiece, so she had to be cautious.
Sister Yun was a widow in her thirties. She had striking features and was completely unpretentious. When she first met Qing Luan, it felt like fate. Back then, Sister Yun was the boss of a tavern; without any men at home, she had to step out and serve customers at the bar, but her reputation suffered due to slanderous gossip.
That day, Qing Luan happened to be with A-Song when they saw Sister Yun standing at the entrance looking alluring and graceful. Intrigued, they stopped to watch. However, Sister Yun thought Qing Luan was like others who came to mock her and suppressed her anger, planning to tease her instead.
"Miss, what are you looking at your sister for?" Sister Yun walked over, swaying her hips, and playfully touched her hair, smiling as she asked, "Is it a man that your sister likes?"
"I do too," Qing Luan replied lightly with a faint smile.
Sister Yun was taken aback by her response, as no teenage girl would dare to answer so boldly and unabashedly in public.
Thus, the two hit it off. Qing Luan encouraged her to leave the Tavern and follow her. Along the way, she discovered quite a few talents, and Sister Yun was one of them.
Sister Yun kept asking Qing Luan what she liked about her, and Qing Luan's answer was blunt: "Thick-skinned!"
In business, one must have a thick skin, be articulate, and read people's expressions. In her past life, Qing Luan had experienced an incident involving a Middle-Aged Boss who appeared honest and straightforward but was actually quite shrewd. During a meal with several wealthy bosses, this Middle-Aged Boss pretended to drink while subtly observing everyone's expressions and thoughts without making a sound.
Such people are the most formidable. It was during that time that she learned to remain composed, which made her path much smoother in the future.
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