Beat it!

This ruffian, relying on Ding Er's connections with Mrs. Song's family, often looked down on him, the shopkeeper, and asked him to clean the shop. When a rich lady passed by, Ding Er was more attentive than anyone else.

Ding Er panicked for a moment when he heard that she was the First Miss in front of him. He pretended to be calm and said, "It turns out to be the younger Miss of the Song family. We are family members. Don't be angry."

Song Qingyu and her servant were disgusted by his shamelessness. Qiao Yue rushed out and stood in front of Qingyu like a cannonball. "Where did this scoundrel come from? How dare you talk about relatives with our young lady? I Think your mother has torn off all your face. Get out of here as soon as possible."

Song Qingyu looked at Yu De'an with anger in her eyes. Yu De'an didn't expect that Ding Er would dare to offend the First Miss. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, bowed his head, and spat out all the information about Ding Er.

It turned out that one of Ding Er's younger sisters was a maid of Wang Yingxue in Wang family. Because his sister was quite beautiful, the Eldest Young Master of the Wang family took a fancy to his sister and took her as a personal close-maid. In the past few months, she had become more and more favored. Her family said that when Young Master Wang got married, she would be promoted to be a concubine.

Song Qingyu sneered and thought, "How dare this b*tch boast in front of me is? The Wang family is getting more and more shameless. How dare this b*tch come out and make a fool of himself?"

No need to say more, the reason why this man dared to be so arrogant in the shop of the Song family must be that he felt that he could rely on Wang family. Unfortunately, in front of Song Qingyu, Wang family was his life-threatening charm.

"Family member? Even though our Song Family isn't some influential family, we've never had the relatives to be a lowly concubine."

Her words made Ding Er blush and tremble under the dignified gaze of Song Qingyu. He was no longer as arrogant as before, but he was not willing to leave in disgrace.

Although the embroidery shop's business was not very good, due to his relationship with Wang family, he had always been working here. His monthly salary was well paid, and he often took some handkerchiefs back to his wife...

He was thinking about how to beg for mercy or threaten her so that the lady would not dare to fire him. The voice of his savior came to his ears.

"Ding Er, pack up a few new handkerchiefs for me, and a fashionable headwear bag for me as well!" The man said in a loud voice, as if the shop belonged to him. When they took a closer look, they found that it was Ding Er's cheap brother-in-law, Wang Fusheng.

Ha, it seemed that Ding Er was not only a parasite in the store, but also a rat who stole things. No wonder the business in the store was getting worse day by day.

As soon as Wang Fusheng arrived, he saw Ding Er standing aside with a gloomy face. In the shop, his eldest cousin of the Song family stared at Wang Fusheng with a cold face and a faint smile on her face.

However, Wang Fusheng didn't realize that he had been caught doing something bad at all. He was still as relaxed as he was in his own shop. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and move. Don't delay. If you ruin my business, I'll beat you!"

"Mr. Yu, please pack it for Mr. Wang." Everyone in the store stared at her in surprise, and Wang Fusheng even looked proud. It was different to take things from Ding Er than from Song Qingyu, the legitimate daughter.

Wang Fusheng remembered what his aunt had told him. She would ask him to propose marriage after Earl Zhongyong's Manor broke off the engagement with her. Maybe Song Qingyu had already known it and couldn't wait to marry him, so she was so attentive to him now.

Thinking of this, he began to look at Song Qingyu unscrupulously.

Although the First Miss of the Song family was known as an idiot in Capital, her face was first-class beautiful. In particular, she was wearing a plain cross-collar skirt, that outlined her slender waist, which made his heart itch.

When Chu Yifeng saw Wang Fusheng's eyes size up Song Qingyu's shiny neck and chest. Chu Yifeng seemed to be coveted something. He was both resentful and angry. He flicked his sleeves and a strong wind flew out. He slapped Wang Fusheng hard in the face, making Wang Fusheng's spin twice on the spot and throw into the handkerchief at the counter.

"Who, who dares to hit me!" Wang Fusheng held his broken bun and stood up crookedly. His embarrassed expression was mixed with anger as he shouted, "Which son of a bitch secretly hit me? If you have the ability, come out and compete with me!"

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped hard again, which made his whole body stagger to the wall. His two eyes are shining with golden flowers, ears are whining. It took him a long time to wake up.

Song Qingyu was very happy to see him in such a mess, but she didn't show it on her face. Qiao Yue pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, what's wrong with Mr. Wang? Why is he putting on such a show? Did he learn some new tricks and put on a show for our neighbors!"

Sure enough, there were already many people scattered around the entrance of the shop, as if they were watching a good show with great interest.

Song Qingyu and her servant stared at him with great interest. "Cousin, you're really good at playing tricks. You've attracted so many guests to our shop in just one or two moves. If you come here several times a day, there will definitely be a lot of guests in our shop!"

Sure enough, when Wang Fusheng saw this, he gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Since his aunt married the minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Wang family had always claimed to be a noble family in the Capital. When had they ever lost so much face? In the past, Song Qingyu had been as scared of Wang Fusheng as a mouse seeing a cat. She had never dared not speak out loud. Now, she actually dared to taunt him in this way, which made him feel extremely angry.

"Have you forgotten what my aunt told you, Song Qingyu? I'm the only male member of Wang family. You're my cousin, so you should respect me and listen to me! If you make me happy, I'm willing to marry you in a large sedan chair carried by eight people. Otherwise, if a small sedan chair carried you in, you wouldn't even be able to be a concubine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingyu angrily picked up the measuring bamboo ruler on the counter, stepped forward, and slapped him hard on the cheek. She slapped him three or four times in a row. "Don't you like to talk?" The bamboo ruler hit him hard in the face, making his cheeks swell up.

The feeling of being beaten by Song Qingyu was naturally different from that of being beaten by an unknown person.

The onlookers were also stunned. They didn't expect that the seemingly polite and weak lady would hit someone so fiercely.

"Bastard, you dare make troubles in our Song family. My father is the minister of the Ministry of Revenue and has an honest and noble character. The Song family has always been upright, and all the brothers and sisters in the Capital were praised. However, your Wang family just made a fortune by relying on your aunt. All the men in your family are good-for-nothing. How dare a scumbag like you say that you want to marry me? Do you regard my father as a fool and a good-for-nothing who can't even protect his daughter? You've humiliated my father's reputation. I should give you two more slaps!"

Only then did the crowd come to their senses. Yes, the minister of the Ministry of Revenue had a clean family. This man should be beaten for his nonsense.

Wang Fusheng felt deeply humiliated by this sudden attack, and he immediately swung his fist at Song Qingyu with the intention of bashing her up to vent his anger.

Before he could touch her hair, Chu Yifeng stepped forward and kicked him in the face, causing him to fall backward. Seeing this, Wang Fusheng's servant did not dare to step forward and immediately bowed to Song Qingyu.

"Our master is stupid and doesn't know how to speak. He offended First Miss with his words. First Miss, please don't misunderstand. It's better to get rid of an enemy than to make one. Let's go and explain it to Madam now!"

Wang Fusheng came to his senses this time and knew that he couldn't get away with it here, so he said dejectedly, "Just you wait. I'll go find my aunt now. You humiliated me like this, and I'll teach you a lesson!" After that, he was about to leave.

"Stop!" Song Qingyu bellowed. Chu Yifeng's guards immediately stepped forward to stop them.

Wang Fusheng was already trembling with fear from this battle. He originally thought that Song Qingyu would definitely be terrified to the point of not knowing what to do once he mentioned his aunt, yet he never expected that he would be stopped by Song Qingyu. At this moment, when he saw the expressionless guard emit an inexplicable imposing aura as if he would be beaten up at any moment, he was so terrified that the point his legs trembled.

Mr. Yu, have you calculated clearly? How much are those goods Mr. Wang wants? Also, is there any record of the goods he took from our shop? As the old saying goes, old debts do not exceed the new year. Now the owner of the shop has changed. Mr. Wang, please pay off the debt.

Hearing this, Yu De'an was so excited that he kept calculating the abacus.

Wang Fusheng had taken things five or six times a month. It would be fine if he only took some fashionable handkerchiefs every time. These days, he became more and more greedy and fearless. He even tried to find a way to get some money from the shop.

However, Mrs. Song attached more importance to him, the only male one in her parents' home, than her eyeballs. Mr. Yu had only told her once about what Wang Fusheng did, but he had been scolded by Madam Song for a long time. If it went on like this, the shop would close sooner or later.

Thank goodness Miss Song was here. With the First Miss' boldness, the store would definitely open smoothly. Perhaps business might even flourish!

Wang Fusheng had taken a lot of things from the shop, although each time Mr. Yu had made a record, it still took a lot of time for Yu De'an to calculate the result.

During this period, the guards of Chu Yifeng stood dutifully in front of Wang Fusheng and his servant, which made them dare not move at all. The abacus's voice sounded like a warning to them.

After thinking for a while, Song Qingyu walked up to Chu Yifeng and thanked him. "Young Master, you're so chivalrous. You stand up to injustice. I appreciate your help very much."

Her tone was indifferent. Chu Yifeng was excited when he saw her coming over. He didn't expect her to say just such a simple sentence?

Perhaps his eyes were too innocent and confused. Song Qingyu pursed her lips and tucked her hair behind her ear with some embarrassment. "If there is a chance, I will definitely repay your kindness today."

If there was no chance, then no repayment? Chu Yifeng felt a little wronged. Although he didn't help her in the purpose of her repayment, her indifference made him more or less disappointed.

No wonder people always say that men who come to you are never cherished...