The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 208 Lancang Club
Shan Dajun: "..."

He would have believed it if he hadn't witnessed Shang Wan hitting someone with his own eyes.

Suppressing the urge to say something, Shan Dajun waved to his men, "Take them away."

The constables stepped forward, dragged the three men out of the cage, and shackled them.

The constables were already grumpy from waking up early, and now they had to go out and arrest people, so they vented all their resentment on the three men.

The three of them were brutally beaten by Shang Wan. Although there were no visible injuries on their faces, their bodies were covered in bruises and it hurt wherever they were touched.

The three men grimaced in pain, wishing they could curse the constables.

"Wait!" The people from the gambling den rushed over after receiving the message to stop them.

The trio in black were immediately filled with hope and pleaded with the manager for help.

The manager glared at the three men, then turned to Shan Dajun, bowing and scraping, asking him to speak privately.

Dan Dajun lifted his eyelids to look at him, his face showing none of his usual accommodating manner, and he refused to move an inch.

"Say what you have to say here, hurry up, don't get in my way of taking people."

The steward stood there awkwardly. He had always given this man plenty of gifts, so why wouldn't he even give him this much face?
He glanced at the beautiful woman standing to the side. Could it be because of her?
The steward's mind raced as he considered a solution. Just as he was about to speak, a servant came running towards him.

"Manager Zhou, the master orders you to go back immediately."

Manager Zhou was stunned for a moment, and without daring to delay, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and ran as fast as a dog could chase.

The abandoned trio in black: "???"

Shang Wan: "..."

That's it? What exactly is this Manager Zhou here for?

She turned to look at Shan Dajun and asked in a low voice, "Who owns Linglong Gambling House?"

Dan Dajun asked in surprise, "You didn't know?"

Shang Wan: "???"

Should she know?

Seeing that Shang Wan really didn't know, Shan Dajun pointed to the shop and said, "Whoever owns this shop is the owner of Linglong Gambling House."

Shang Wan: "..."

Mr. Zhong has quite a wide range of businesses.

“I thought you knew.” Shan Dajun looked at Shang Wan. “You went against the people at the gambling den and publicly humiliated Boss Zhong. I thought you wanted to switch shops.”

Shang Wan's lips twitched: "I really have no such intention."

If she had known that the owner of Linglong Gambling House was Zhongli, she would have... well, she definitely would have still played without hesitation.

No matter who you are, you can't lose a fight.

The officials escorted the unfortunate trio away, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.

Shang Wan stretched and took the two children next door to have breakfast.

The proprietress had already prepared the food, and the portions looked larger than those on the other customers' tables.

The proprietress sat opposite Shang Wan with a smile, "Little sister, I have some good news for you."

Shang Wan nodded, listening to her while drinking her porridge.

"If I may ask, are you raising two children alone? Has your husband left?"

"Pfft—" Shang Wan spat out a mouthful of porridge, choking and coughing.

The proprietress called over a waiter to clean up, then pushed the soy milk to Shang Wan's side, saying, "Look at you, why are you choking? Quickly drink a couple of sips of soy milk to calm down."

Shang Wan patted her chest and looked at her, "Don't you know why?"

"My husband is still alive."

The proprietress glanced at her and said, "Girl, don't try to fool me. I'm a widow too, and I don't discriminate against you."

Shang Wan: "..." The proprietress grasped Shang Wan's hand, "Little sister, tell me the truth."

“My husband is alive and well.” Shang Wan pulled her hand away. “I’ll introduce you to him another day.”

The proprietress stared at Shang Wan's face, unwilling to give up. "Really not dead?"

Shang Wan: "..."

No, just how much do you wish I were a widow?

Can't you wish me something good?

"No, there really isn't. Perhaps you'll see him today."

She and her two children didn't go home last night. Since it was late, no one was sent home to let them know. Her family was probably worried and would probably come to the city to look for her later.

After hearing Shang Wan's words, the proprietress looked embarrassed and slightly regretful.

Shang Wan asked curiously, "What was that good thing you were talking about earlier?"

"It's not easy for women to do business outside. So, Ms. Shu from the cloth shop took the lead in establishing the Lancang Society, which only accepts women as members. The sisters in the society help each other, and if anyone encounters trouble, they only need to say so, and the sisters will come to help."

The proprietress was also thinking of Shang Wan's best interests. "Your shop has already offended the people from Linglong Gambling House before it even opens. You'll inevitably face trouble in the future. I'm thinking of inviting you to join the club. With the help of the sisters, the people from Linglong Gambling House will be more wary of you."

"However, there is a condition for joining the society: you cannot have a husband, or your husband is dead, or you can get a divorce."

Shang Wan asked in confusion, "Why?"

Does doing business require sacrificing a husband first?
"It wasn't until the company was first established that this rule was added because the men had some unpleasant experiences." The proprietress seemed to be thinking about something, and a hint of melancholy appeared between her brows.

She sighed, "Since your husband is perfectly fine, he doesn't meet the company's hiring requirements, so just pretend I didn't say anything."

Shang Wan: "..."

I hate it when someone only says half a sentence!
The proprietress didn't want to reveal too much to people outside the company, so Shang Wan had no choice but to give up and leave after the two children finished eating.

As Shang Wan had expected, her family sent people to the city to look for her.

"Sister, I'm so glad you're alright." Xiao Huan felt relieved when she saw her sister.

The three of them—one adult and two children—didn't come home last night; they were all waiting anxiously at home.

Knowing that Shang Wan wouldn't run into trouble is one thing, but worrying is another.

Xiao Huan made a point of explaining for Lu Chengjing, "My brother-in-law was supposed to come too, but this morning Uncle Wu and Brother Yuan came to find him to discuss the preparation of herbs, so he couldn't leave."

Shang Wan nodded, pulled Xiao Huan to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea.

"How did you come?"

Xiao Huan said, "Zhang Er went to the city to sell vegetables, and I hitched a ride with him."

Shang Wan: "You stay in the city today, and we'll go back together tonight."

"Okay." Xiao Huan held her teacup, somewhat curious. "Sister, what happened to you yesterday?"

Before Shang Wan could speak, Chu Xu, who was standing next to her, started to recount the whole story, emphasizing the excitement of the previous night and Shang Wan's heroic demeanor.

Xiao Huan was speechless. She glanced at the fat, strong black dog and said to Shang Wan, "There are all sorts of people in the gambling den. What if they try something dirty again?"

She had barely finished speaking when there was a knock on the closed door.

Wu Kai brought his two nephews to work.

Shang Wan stood up and introduced the group to each other, giving them a brief introduction.

Xiao Huan glanced a few more times at the long scar on Wu Kai's face.

The scar runs horizontally from the corner of the left eye to the right cheek, bulging out in a hideous way like a dancing centipede, which looks rather creepy.

Wu Kai was already used to the surprised looks from others when they saw his scar, because he was already thirty-two and still not married because of it.

He hired countless matchmakers; his conditions were not bad, and quite a few girls were willing to marry him based on those conditions alone.

Everything seemed fine at first, but whenever the girl saw the scar on his face, she would either run away in fright or cry, and none of the relationships worked out. Gradually, Wu Kai gave up on the idea of ​​getting married.