The awkward atmosphere enveloped the two of them. Even though Song Qingyu knew that this wasn't appropriate, the status of Chu Yifeng was so sensitive, which made her avoid him as much as possible. If she ended up interacting with him, it was inevitable that she would be embroiled in trouble in the future.

"Miss, I've calculated it. The goods that Childe Wang took from the shop in recent years have been of 58 taels of silver in total at the cost price. In addition, Childe Wang borrowed money from the shop six times, so he borrowed 340 taels in total. According to the calculation, Childe Wang owes the shop 398 taels of silver."

Song Qingyu shot Wang Fusheng a cold glance, as if ice cubes were about to shoot out of her eyes.

The Wang family was so shameless that they regarded the Song family's business as their private property. He didn't care about his reputation at all. He was just like a poor manman from an aristocratic family. How dare he put on airs in front of her? It was disgusting.

"When have I ever owed so much money? Could it be that you're the one who lost money and are blaming it on me now!"

Although Wang Fusheng didn't dare to speak loudly, he couldn't help but refute when he heard such a large sum of money.

Yu De'an handed over the account books and receipts to Song Qingyu with both hands and said respectfully, "First Miss, please take a look. Every time Wang Fusheng takes goods or withdraws money, it was signed and approved by Ding Er. They are relatives, so this record is definitely true."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Ding Er who was curled up in the corner. He hadn't dared to make a sound since Wang Fusheng was beaten, for fear that he would be implicated by Wang Fusheng. At this time, he couldn't help kneeling down and begging Song Qingyu fearfully.

"It's true, but I'm just following Mr. Wang's orders. I'll do whatever he asks me to do. I don't know what exactly he took!"

It was ridiculous that the shop assistants of the Song family were only following the orders of Wang Fusheng. If the people working for Wang Yingxue were all like this, the Song family would be emptied in less than three years.

Hearing this, Wang Fusheng was angry and panicked. He didn't even care about the tall and strong guards. He rushed forward and kicked Ding Er to the ground. "What the hell are you talking about? I never asked you to do anything. I never took anything from the store! It's obvious that you stole the property of the store and put it on me."

He did shameless talk as if he had forgotten that he had been clamoring for someone to wrap the handkerchiefs for him as soon as he entered the shop.

He punched and kicked Ding Er, making Ding Er scream.

Song Qingyu was happy to see them fight against each other. She turned to Qiao Yue and said, "Mr. Wang and Ding Er have some disputes about the property of the store. Go and ask the local government to come over and ask the officials to distinguish them. I don't think they dare to lie to the officials. Let's see who took the property and who should pay for it."

Wang Fusheng who pretended to be crazy and deliberately was stunned in an instant. This lady was so ruthless. It was only a few hundred taels of silver, but she wanted to report it to the government!

Ding Er was also scared out of his wits when he heard this. He didn't have time to hide anything. "Miss, please check it carefully. I did sign the goods brought by Mr. Wang. He comes to the shop seven or eight times a month to get them, but the shopkeeper didn't agree. Every time, it was me who signed to guarantee that the shopkeeper agreed to deliver them. These goods and silver were taken away by Mr. Wang himself. I'm telling the truth! That's all true!"

Hearing this, Wang Fusheng only felt that his whole face had been stripped off and he had been thrown to the ground and trampled.

Song Qingyu didn't care what he thought and said coldly, "Since it has been identified that Young Master Wang owes me, please settle the accounts before you leave today."

Song Qingyu's words made Wang Fusheng blush again. If he had money with him, why would he come to the shop many times to get money? But he was ashamed to admit that he had no money to beg Song Qingyu for mercy.

Seeing that he was so fearless, it was obvious that he didn't want to pay back the money. Song Qingyu said, "Forget it. Now the matter has been made clear. It is true that Mr. Wang borrowed the money and it has nothing to do with Ding Er. There is no need to trouble the official to judge the case."

Hearing this, Wang Fusheng became bolder. He knew that Song Qingyu was just pretending to be powerful. If they really fought, how could she dare to provoke the younger generation that his aunt loved most? Wasn't she afraid that his aunt would torture her in the inner courtyard?

Song Qingyu changed the topic and said, "Just ask them to come over and ask Childe Wang to pay the debt. The officials will help us collect the debt, so as not to hurt the face of our relatives."

["What do you mean by 'face between relatives'? The only way for your family not to lose face is to report it to the government?"]

If there was a relationship between him and his aunt, he was a big shot in Song's Manor. But if he really went to the government, he would become nothing as an ordinary people from Wang family.

"Return! Return! I return the money!"

Seeing that Qiao Yue was about to go out to report the case, he didn't care about his reputation. He quickly stepped forward to stop Qiao Yue and shouted at Song Qingyu with a fierce look, "But I don't have money now. I'll write a receipt for you!"

["Humph, if only you had done this earlier. I would not have wasted so much of my time..."]

Song Qingyu asked Yu De'an and Qiao Yue to watch him write the IOU and sign on it. She looked at the goods in the store carefully and thought about the popular pattern in the capital in recent years. After a while, she had an idea.

Chu Yifeng had come forward to help Song Qingyu because he was afraid that she would suffer losses. However, he did not expect that this lady would deal with the two rascals without any effort. She did not look like the useless legitimate daughter of the rumors at all. It seemed that the rumors in the Capital were not credible. At this moment, her slender fingers gently brushed across the cloth, and her eyes seemed to be shining with brilliance. Chu Yifeng was unconsciously deeply attracted by her.

"The quality of these clothes is good, but unfortunately, their style is too old. If First Miss want something new, you can go to the Tianyi Store and ask Shopkeeper Li to introduce some source of fashionable clothes to you."

Song Qingyu glanced over and saw that the immortal-like prince had not left yet and was still trying to sell clothes to her. It was really inexplicable! However, he had helped her today and introduced the goods to her out of kindness. Even if she didn't like him, she had no reason to be cold to him.

"Thank you, Young Master. If necessary, I will definitely go." Song Qingyu bowed perfunctorily to Chu Yifeng and continued to tell Yu De'an about the layout of the store, asking him to lower the price of the goods stored in the shop as soon as possible.

Of course, they would not directly lower the price. Instead, they would give the discount by 'buy three get one free' and 'buy five get two free' to celebrate that the shop had been open for five years. If the family did not need so many, they could buy them with the neighbors together.

In addition, Qingyu also asked Mr. Yu to announce to the public that the shop would invite the best embroidered maid in Jiangnan to embroider patterns in a month. Now that they had bought the goods in the shop, they were qualified to buy the best embroidered maid's patterns in a month.

On the contrary, if they didn't buy it now, they could only line up to buy new patterns a month later.

The purpose of this arrangement was to get rid of these old goods as soon as possible within a month. Chu Yifeng watched from the side that the lady solved the embroidery shop's current predicament with just a few words. His eyes lit up when he heard that. How clever was this lady? How could she be so smart?

"First Miss' idea is good. If the best embroiderer in Jiangnan really comes to the shop, I am confident that I can complete First Miss's order within a month. But if there is no embroiderer...

Yu De'an still couldn't believe it. Today First Miss's neat and tidy way of doing things really convinced him, but why did the best embroidered maid of Jiangnan come to the Capital? Even if she had come to the Capital, she should have gone to big embroidery shops like the Tianyi Store and the Zhijin Store. Why would she come to their small embroidery shop?

Song Qingyu knew his concerns, but at this time, she didn't want to tell him everything. She said lightly, "Mr. Yu, just do it. With Song's Manor's power, it won't be difficult to hire an embroidered maid."

In some cases, Song Qingyu did not mind making use of her father's influence. After all, she was just a 15-year-old girl without any backing. It was not easy for her to gain the trust of others.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chu Yifeng explaining something to his subordinates. After that, he seemed to want to say something to her. Song Qingyu did not want to have a close relationship with him, so she told Yu De'an to take orders from her and walked out of the shop with Qiao Yue.

Originally, Song Qingyu wanted to go to another rouge shop to inspect it, but when she saw that Chu Yifeng seemed to have followed her, she felt extremely disgusted. She was afraid that she would see him again in the rouge shop, so she did not care about the plan of going out today. After getting on the carriage, she ordered the coachman, "Go back to the manor quickly." Then, she put down the curtain heavily and felt that it was too much to look at him again.

Chu Yifeng, together with his servant Yuan Wu, watched the carriage of the Song's Manor leave.

["Has my master been despised?"] Yuan Wu found it very strange.

Although the Ninth Prince wasn't the Emperor's favorite prince, he was still the previous Emperor's favorite grandson. When he was two years old, he had displayed extraordinary talent. He was proficient in both literature and martial arts. Countless noble ladies in the Capital pursued him. Many noble ladies blushed when they saw the Ninth Prince's immortal-like bearing.

What was going on today? The First Miss of the Song family didn't even want to say a word to the Ninth Prince, and even hurriedly avoided him?

Yuan Wu secretly looked at his master's handsome profile and thought, ["There is nothing wrong. He's still so energetic and handsome."]

Could it be that there was something wrong with Miss Song's taste that she didn't like handsome men but ugly men?

At this moment, Chu Yifeng was also a little depressed. Just now, he heard from Yu De'an that it was not easy to invite the embroidered maid. He wanted to help Qingyu, but he did not expect that she avoided him so much.

Could it be that I've offended her?

Then, he smiled self-deprecatingly. It made sense. She must be told by her father that she should avoid dealing with such an awkward prince like him, who was not favored by the Emperor and was even regarded as a thorn in his side, so as not to cause trouble...

Song Qingyu was thinking about the development of the embroidery shop with her eyes closed in the bumpy carriage. It was natural for Yu De'an to doubt that she could not invite the No.1 embroidery maid in Jiangnan because she did not intend to do that at all.

Neither the best embroidered maid in Jiangnan nor the best embroidered maid in the Dachu Country could compare with Song Qingyu in embroidery skills!

It was not that she was arrogant, but that in her previous life, Song Yuanzhu had relied on Qingyu to embroider for her and had earned the title of the top embroidery master in Capital.

When Qingyu embroidered the feather dress for Zhou Bao'er, she had already surpassed all the female embroiderers in terms of craftsmanship.

Later, she was abandoned by Earl Zhongyong's Manor, and even food and clothing became a problem in the manor. She had to force herself to refine embroidery skills and ask people to sell embroidery in exchange for some money for her. Gradually, she became famous, and even people in other countries were proud of her embroidery.

If it weren't for that, she probably wouldn't have been able to endure in the Earl's Manor for so long!

In other words, she was proficient in embroidery. She had been honed in Earl's Manor for so long. Now she was confident that no one could defeat her in embroidery skills even if the elites of the Alliance gathered together, not to mention those from whole Dachu Country!

In this life, she was no longer the useless idiot who could only survive in the backyard of Earl Zhongyong's Manor. Instead, she was the best embroidery master in Dachu Country. No one could steal her talent and future!

First of all, he wanted her to make a name for herself so that Song Yuanzhu would no longer dare to covet her things.

Just as she was thinking about how to make a name for the embroidery shop, there was a sudden noise outside the carriage. Qiao Yue had already lifted the curtain to inquire.

"Miss, it's the people from Zhou family!" It turned out that the carriage had returned to the gate of the Song's Manor. Qiao Yue gritted her teeth and said when she saw who it was.

In the past, every time Qiao Yue saw Zhou Chengling, she would happily tell the young lady that "Mr. Jiang is here". Today, she called them Zhou family directly. Obviously, she hated them very much for slandering the young lady.

Song Qingyu lifted a small corner of the curtain and saw more than a dozen people of the Zhou family coming. They were dragging boxes with red silk, led by Zhou Bao'er and Madam Earl Zhongyong, Li Rufei, standing at the gate of the Song's Manor and confronting Bulter Song.