Beat it!

"Get ready, Qiao Yue. Come with me." Song Qingyu summoned her personal maid.

On the day they went to Princess An's Manor, Qiao Yue was knocked down and injured by someone on purpose when Qiao Yue went out, so Qiao Yue could not follow Qingyu. This indirectly led to Song Qingyu being framed in her previous life.

After returning to the mansion, Wang Yingxue was afraid that things would be exposed, so she killed Qiao Yue for not protecting Qingyu well.

When Qiao Yue died, she still cried and repented to Song Qingyu. If she had not been accidentally hit, her Miss would not have been insulted... Song Qingyu secretly vowed that Qingyu must protect this maid in this life and never let her walk on the road of death in vain.

Song Qingyu brought her maidservants to a shop that her father had reserved for her.

Coincidentally, when she married into Earl Zhongyong's Manor in the previous life, Wang Yingxue was afraid that others would say that Madame Song was mean, so Wang Yingxue picked up a few shops that looked decent but had been lost for several years as dowry for Qingyu. The embroidery shop in front of her was one of them.

The location of this store was not bad, and the size was also moderate. It should be well-going.

However, Song Huishu was not in charge of the businesses of the Song's Manor, and Wang Yingxue was not good at doing business, not to mention that the parasite of the Wang family relied on the daughter, who had married into the Minister's Manor, to make a living. They was even more extravagant than Qingyu, the legitimate daughter of the Minister's Manor. Most shops of Song family were making ends meet. A few of them could make some money, but they were definitely not prosperous businesses.

It was a pity that this shop was old, and the embroidery displayed was uninteresting. Hence, after looking around at the door for a long time, there were not many customers who came in. The shopkeeper and the shop assistant were so bored that they even swatted flies. Otherwise, Wang Yingxue would not have let her get the shop so easily.

Unfortunately, her well-thought-out stepmother's plan was destined to fail. After Song Qingyu married into Earl Zhongyong's Manor in her previous life, she had thought of many ways to build a small embroidery shop into the most famous and high-end embroidery shop in the Capital in less than half a year!

Song Qingyu smiled confidently and strolled into the shop.

Seeing a lady in white enter the shop, the shopkeeper, Yu De'an, immediately greeted her enthusiastically. "Miss, would you like to choose samples, handkerchiefs or clothes? Feel free to take a look."

Seeing this, Song Qingyu nodded with satisfaction. She was dressed simply today and had no ornaments on her at all. She only wore a plain silver hairpin on her head, which made her look more like a poor girl than a young lady from a noble family. Yu De'an did not look down on her and continued to welcome the guests enthusiastically. He was not at doing business, but he was loyal and reliable. Qingyu was relieved to continue to use him to manage the shop in this life.

The shop assistant's reaction was completely different from that of Yu De'an. When he saw someone coming in, he first looked up and down with his bean-like eyes and saw that it was a young lady dressed in plain clothes and had no embroidery on her body. He immediately thought that she was just looking around. When he saw the shopkeeper coming up to greet the guest, he curled his lips in disdain and thought that Yu De'an was wasting time.

Song Qingyu pointed to a few patterns and asked the shopkeeper for an introduction. Yu De'an seemed to be interested in her and introduced every kind of embroidery in detail. Unfortunately, after a long time of introduction, they were all very common embroidery, without any novelty.

Even though she thought this, she didn't show it on her face. Qingyu continued to listen attentively to the introduction.

However, after listening to Yu De'an for a long time, the shop assistant saw the guest did not respond. He threw the rag in his hand heavily on the table and said casually, "Why do you talk so much? It's obvious that this lady can't afford such high-end embroidery. It's a waste of time to tell her more. If we have time, we might as well go out and get some rich madams!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Ding Er!"

Yu De'an was very angry. When Ding Er was employed, his attitude was very enthusiastic at first. But after a long time, he saw that the business in the store was getting worse and worse, and he never got his salary raised, so his attitude became more and more negative. Now he even dared to be so rude in front of the guests.

Song Qingyu secretly measured his reaction in her heart. "So, a poor lady can't enter your store?"

Ding Er curled his lips and glanced at her. "Money is confidence, and clothes are decoration. You don't even have good clothes. Isn't it shameful to come out?"

Qiao Yue was infuriated by the contemptuous words, and so was Song Qingyu.

When she got the shop in the previous life, there was no shop-boy in it. Obviously, it was because of poor management that the assistant left by himself. In this life, she didn't mind letting him leave earlier.

"Since you said that you could get rich people outside the door, why didn't you do it yourself?"

"This shop doesn't belong to me. Even if I make money, I'll still get my salary. Why should I waste my energy? If someone should do that, it should be the shopkeeper."

Ding Er pursed his lips and looked like a rogue.

"You're right." Song Qingyu nodded and said with a smile, "It's enough to have the shopkeeper in this shop. A waiter like you, who eats and waits to get paid but doesn't do anything, had better leave as soon as possible."

Ding Er was suddenly angry. [Where did this little girl come from? How dare she make fun of his grandfather?] "Who do you think you are? I can go wherever I want. Who do you think you are?" He twisted his fingers and stepped forward, trying to hit her arrogantly.

When his finger was ten inches away from Song Qingyu, they were pinched and snapped. Then, he was lifted up by the collar and thrown to the ground heavily, making a "bang" sound.

Qingyu was a little surprised and looked over. She saw that the person was wearing a beautiful robe and a jade crown on his head. He had dashing sword-shaped eyebrows, thin and sharp black eyes, thin and light lips, and clear outline. He was like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant and aggressive.

She recognized this man. He was the Ninth Prince, Chu Yifeng. Why was he here?

Song Qingyu had met Chu Yifeng in her previous life.

That was at his mother, Concubine Chen's birthday party. At that time, she had married Zhou Chengling and had not been pregnant for more than two years. Zhou Bao'er had always used this as an excuse to make things difficult for her, even at Princess Chu's birthday party.

Zhou Bao'er had always felt deeply attached to the Ninth Prince, Chu Yifeng. Therefore, before the birthday banquet, she asked Song Qingyu to prepare a birthday gift so that she planned to show off in front of her sweetheart.

At that time, Qingyu was so stupid that she thought it was a good opportunity to ease her relationship with Zhou Bao'er. Therefore, she racked her brains and visited experienced embroideries in various embroidery buildings. She spent a whole month embroidering a feather dress made of woven light for Zhou Bao'er as a congratulatory gift.

Unlike ordinary dresses, which were tailored into a dress and embroidered with patterns, this feather dress was made of hundreds of precious silk threads. The whole dress seemed to be flawless without any hand-made traces. Not to mention the phoenix brocade feathers on the skirt. From a distance, they looked as sacred and beautiful as fairies.

This dress should have been shown off at the birthday party, and Zhou Bao'er should have naturally won the favor of Concubine Chen and the Ninth Prince.

Unexpectedly, this good-for-nothing couldn't do anything right. Zhou Bao'er bragged about her birthday gift outside and it was destroyed before the birthday party by someone with malicious. Zhou Bao'er unwittingly presented a dirty cloth-like dress, which made her lose face!

She lost her face in front of her lover because she was careless, but Zhou Bao'er blamed everything on Qingyu and insisted that Qingyu's poor skills ruined the dress. In a rage, Zhou Bao'er directly made things difficult for Qingyu at the birthday banquet. She slapped Qingyu a few times in front of all the noble ladies in the capital and pushed Qingyu into the cold pool in October. No one was allowed to go down and save her.

In the end?

It was the Ninth Prince who had instructed an old woman to pull Qingyu ashore. Her clothes were drenched and she was in a sorry state. She had wanted to thank the Ninth Prince, but she saw that this man, who was as noble as a god, lowered his head and looked at her coldly and disgustedly. His thin and beautiful lips spat out harsh words that threw her to the bottom of the valley.

"I've long heard that the Madam of crown prince of Earl Zhongyong's Manor is a famous good-for-nothing in the Capital. Now that I've seen you in person, you are indeed incompetent..."

This sentence made her already miserable life worse.

His words made Zhou Bao'er believe that it was Song Qingyu who made her lose face and hated her to the core.

Zhou Chengling thought that he was unlucky to marry such a notorious woman. From then on, the entire Earl Zhongyong's Manor had been bullying her!

All of this had something to do with her stupidity and incompetence in her previous life, but the Ninth Prince, Chu Yifeng, was also one of the reasons.

At this moment, when Song Qingyu saw the man showing up in front of her, it was difficult for her to treat him kindly.

Chu Yifeng saw that the lady in front of him was staring at him as if she had been scared out of her wits. He could not help but regret his rashness.

Last time in the garden of Princess An's Manor, she ran like a fairy in the moonlight, but her eyes seemed to be full of infinite sadness, as mysterious as the fairy in the painting in the book. These days, he always thought of her unconsciously.

He happened to meet her on the street today, and she was dressed in white with a cold expression, so he unconsciously followed her. From a distance, he saw someone being disrespectful to her. Before she could react, he took the initiative to protect herself. At this moment, being stared at like this, he didn't know what to say for a moment. Could it be that he was a playboy who had followed her all the way?

Fortunately, Song Qingyu remembered in time that she did not know Chu Yifeng at this time in previous life. She bowed to him quietly, thanked him, and was unwilling to talk to him.

Chu Yifeng did not seem to feel the lady's refusal and indifference. When he saw her greeting him, he was overjoyed and took the opportunity to stay, as if he wanted to support her.

At this time, Ding Er finally came to his senses from the dizziness of being hit on the head. He staggered to his feet, pointed at the man and the lady in front of him, and cursed angrily, "What a shameless couple you are! How dare you bully our Minister's Manor!" In other words, he was talking about himself as a member of the Minister's Manor. "Our store is the property of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. How dare you make trouble here after eating a bear's heart!"

"The Minister's Manor of Ministry of Revenue? It turns out that you also know that you are just working for others. This shop is not your private property."

Song Qingyu curled her lips into a smile. "Then I'll inform you right now that you're fired!"

Ding Er seemed to have been hit on the head with a stick, and he was dizzy as if he had misheard.

"What? You fire me? Who the hell do you think you are? You're trying to make a fuss in other's shop? You must be dreaming!"

Song Qingyu looked down at the picture as if she were looking at an ant. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, and her expression was as cold as a Tianshan Snow Lotus. "Who am I? You've been in the shop for so long. Don't you even know your own boss?"

Only then did Yu De'an come to his senses. He quickly stepped forward and bowed. "So it's you, First Miss. I was blind and didn't recognize you. Please forgive me."

In the past few days, he had heard that his shop would be taken over by First Miss in the future. He had thought that she was just a young Miss in the boudoir and that she would probably be in charge of the accounts like Madam used to. He just needed to report the accounts every month. He didn't expect that the Miss would come to patrol in person so soon. Looking at Ding Er in a panic, he felt very happy.