I was pampered like a treasure after being married off to the young marshal, but my father and broth

If she can win over Charlie now and seize the opportunity that belonged to the Chi family in the later stages of her previous life, then her position in the Chi family will be secure.

"Big brother, stop wasting your breath on her."

Suppressing her overwhelming joy, Shang Pengyue tugged at Shang Li's sleeve and said urgently in a low voice, "Look at that foreigner over there. That's Mr. Charlie, a big investor from England. He has a lot of big projects in his hands. If we can get in touch with him, Shang's business will be saved."

Upon hearing the term "major investor," Shang Li's eyes widened immediately: "Really? You know him?"

"I...I've heard about it from a friend."

Shang Pengyue gave a vague answer and pulled Shang Li away in that direction.

"Hurry, don't let anyone beat us to it."

The two abandoned Shang Sheyu and rushed toward Charlie in a great hurry.

Shang Sheyu stood still, looking in their direction. When he saw the blond, blue-eyed foreigner, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Charlie.

Of course she knows her.

In his past life, Charlie was a business partner of the Chi family.

But that was five years later.

Charlie, who has only been in China for a short time, is a clueless young man who can't speak a word of Chinese.

"Hello, Mr. Charlie!"

With her most perfect smile, Shang Pengyue walked up to Charlie and, regardless of whether Charlie understood her or not, greeted him in broken Chinese: "Hello, I am Shang Pengyue, this is my elder brother Shang Li. We are from the Shang family. It's nice to meet you."

Charlie was feeling anxious because of the language barrier when he was suddenly stopped and paused for a moment.

He looked at the heavily made-up woman in front of him, then at the smiling man beside her, his blue eyes filled with confusion.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Charlie shrugged, looking completely innocent. "I don't understand Chinese. Do you speak English?"

Shang Pengyue's smile froze for a moment.

What language is being spoken?

She couldn't understand it at all.

She looked to Shang Li for help.

Shang Li was completely clueless.

He was just an archives officer at the city hall, and he usually dealt with old scholars. Even when he met a few foreigners, there was always a translator with him.

"Fourth Sister, what did he say?"

Shang Li was sweating profusely with anxiety and asked in a low voice, "I can't understand any of this gibberish."

Shang Pengyue was also anxious, but looking at this piece of fat meat that was about to be eaten, she was unwilling to let it go.

So the two of them started gesturing wildly.

"We merchants have tons of business and money!"

As Shang Li spoke, he gestured with his hands as if counting money, looking as comical as a charlatan performing a ritual.

Shang Pengyue chimed in from the side, pointing to her own nose.

"I am a doctor! A good doctor!"

Charlie watched the two men gesturing and shouting, his brow furrowed deeply as he looked at them like they were insane. He instinctively took two steps back, muttering, "Crazy...absolutely insane..."

Shang Sheyu stood not far away, watching this scene, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

These two have truly disgraced the business community.

"What are you laughing at?"

Shang Sheyu turned his head and saw that Quan Tuo had returned at some point.

He held a glass of whiskey in his hand, his tie loosely tied, and his deep eyes were looking at her with a hint of inquiry.

"It's nothing."

Shang Sheyu smiled and pointed to the brother and sister who were still talking nonsense with Charlie not far away, and said jokingly, "I just saw two monkeys performing and thought it was quite interesting."

Quan Tuo followed her gaze and saw Shang Li's silly, bowing and gesticulating manner. His lips twitched involuntarily.

It really does look like a monkey.

"Are those your eldest brother and fourth sister?"

Quan Tuo raised an eyebrow.

"It used to be," Shang Sheyu corrected.

Upon hearing this, Quan Tuo looked puzzled and was about to ask a question.

Just then, Charlie over there grew impatient with the pestering.

He looked around and shouted loudly in English, "Does anyone speak English? Please help me!"

Although there were many guests around, there weren't many people who were truly fluent in English these days.

Even if they did, no one would be willing to help a complete stranger, a foreigner.

Apart from Shangsheyu.

She straightened her skirt and walked gracefully past Quan Tuo, who looked on with slight surprise.

"Hello, sir. Do you need any help?"

The clear, fluent London accent quieted down the noisy corner.

Charlie's eyes lit up as he excitedly looked at the beautiful Asian woman who had walked up to him: "Oh, thank goodness, finally a lady who can speak English! You're an angel!"

Shang Pengyue and Shang Li stared blankly at Shang Sheyu, who had suddenly appeared, as if struck by lightning.

Shang Pengyue, in particular, practically popped her eyes out.

How is that possible?

How come Shang Sheyu can speak English?

In his previous life, Shang Sheyu had been studying English day and night for several years after taking over the Chi family's business, in order to do business with foreigners.

The current Shang Sheyu should be a country bumpkin who can't even recognize all 26 letters of the alphabet.

Could it be...?

She was reborn too?

No, it's impossible.

If she were reborn, she would know that marrying Quan Tuo would not bring her any happiness, so why would she agree to a marriage exchange?

"Third...Third Sister?"

Shang Li stammered, his face showing a look of utter disbelief: "You...you can speak English?"

Shang Sheyu glanced at him, ignored him, then smiled at Charlie and spoke in fluent English, "Judging from your expression, you seem quite troubled. Are these two people bothering you?"

Charlie nodded repeatedly, pointing at the Shang siblings and complaining, "Yeah, they kept yelling at me and making weird gestures. I don't know what they were trying to do. It was so rude of them."

Shang Sheyu chuckled lightly, his gaze sweeping coolly over the two men whose faces had turned ashen, and replied in English, "These people are insignificant; you don't need to pay them any attention."

After saying that, she turned to look at Shang Li and Shang Pengyue and said in Chinese, "Mr. Charlie said that you are too noisy and very impolite. Please stay away from him."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Shang Pengyue was furious.

"Third sister, don't think you can sow discord here just because you know a few words of foreign language. You must have told him we were insulting him, right?"

Believe it or not.

Shang Sheyu shrugged, looking indifferent.

Quan Tuo stood not far away, swirling his wine glass in his hand, his gaze fixed intently on the woman who was speaking eloquently in front of the foreigners.

She seemed to be hiding countless secrets.

He possesses superb medical skills, has strong and vigorous handwriting, and can now even speak fluent English.

Quan Tuo's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Charlie's fondness for Shang Sheyu grew even stronger.

He politely brought over a glass of juice and handed it to Shang Sheyu: "Miss, thank you for your help. My name is Charlie. May I ask your name?"

Shang Sheyu accepted the juice and politely thanked him, saying, "Shang Sheyu."

Seeing the two chatting happily, Shang Pengyue's face grew increasingly dark.

No.

We can't let Shang Sheyu take Charlie away.