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She transmigrated here not to stage some kind of tragic love story with this paranoid maniac!

She wants to make money, she wants freedom, she wants to live a decent life!

Anyone who dares to stand in her way, she will ruin them!

"Xue'er, what... what are you planning to do?" Kang Mingyan looked at the cold aura emanating from her body and his heart was pounding.

Jiang Zhenxue turned around, a cold smile playing on her lips: "Didn't he want me to lose everything and have no choice but to go back and depend on him?"

"I won't."

"The more he tries to destroy something, the more I will do it better, to the extreme, to the point that he can't even dream of!"

She looked at the two teenagers, her eyes flashing with an astonishing light: "He thinks power is everything? Then I'll show him just how far money can go!"

"From today onwards, the rules of Qingyun Pavilion are changed."

"The tea fee for the private rooms has increased from ten taels to fifty taels."

"Those internal reference notes, a deposit of one hundred taels is just the minimum; to get them, you need to add another one hundred taels!"

Kang Mingyan was stunned: "Xue'er! Are you crazy! This will scare all the customers away!"

"Run?" Jiang Zhenxue sneered. "Believe it or not, the higher my price, the more they'll scramble to get in! The powerful and wealthy people of Yunyang County never buy things; they buy face! They buy uniqueness!"

"I want to earn the most money in the shortest amount of time!"

"I want him to see with his own eyes that I, Jiang Zhenxue, have not withered away from him; on the contrary, I am living a more brilliant and glorious life than ever before!"

Her words were like a fire, instantly igniting the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

As Shen Yu lay on the bed, looking at her radiant and spirited appearance, the intense pain in his chest seemed to lessen considerably.

He knew that Sister Jiang was never a parasitic plant that needed protection.

She is a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

He needed to recover from his injuries as soon as possible and build stronger wings so that he could keep up with her, stand shoulder to shoulder with her, and fight against the raging storm from the capital.

"Sister Jiang," he said softly, his voice weak but full of strength, "I'll stay with you."

Jiang Zhenxue turned around and smiled at him, a smile filled with boundless fighting spirit and confidence.

"it is good."

"I want to see if Xiao Qingyan's power can suppress the freedom that I, Jiang Zhenxue, have built with mountains of gold and seas of silver!"

Yingxianlou, Room No. 1 (天字号).

A pot of fine "Drunken Spring Breeze" had long since gone cold, its aroma completely overwhelmed by the stronger malevolent aura.

Xiao Qingyan sat alone by the window, the moonlight casting a cold shadow on his handsome face. He did not light a lamp, letting the darkness engulf him.

His fingertips unconsciously rubbed against her cheek, where the warmth of her cheek still seemed to linger, as well as... the burning sensation from when she slapped him.

In his more than twenty years of life, he had never suffered such a humiliation.

He was cheated on twice by a woman he had personally kept in a cage.

He closed his eyes, and the image of her icy, hate-filled eyes as she left him flashed uncontrollably into his mind.

He didn't understand.

From beginning to end, in what way did he mistreat her?

In the capital, if she wanted the moon, he wouldn't pluck it from the sky, but he would order people to search the world for the brightest luminous pearl and send it to her.

Her clothing, food, housing, and transportation were all top-notch. When he was in a good mood, he would accompany her to fly kites, take her boating on the lake, and even tolerate her grinding ink and making a mess in the study.

He admitted that he had a bad temper and would sometimes ignore her for a few days because she talked to other men, but that was because he cared.

In his view, he had given her all the honor and favor that a concubine could receive.

She should stay quietly by his side, obediently, ingratiatingly, and unconditionally spoiling him.

But instead of doing that, she absconded with his money, got entangled with other men, and even dared to lay a hand on him.

"Oh."

A very soft, cold laugh, laced with boundless rage, echoed in the deathly silent room.

Outside the door, Fu'an and Ye Ying stood like two guardian deities, barely daring to breathe. The oppressive atmosphere inside made even breathing difficult for them.

"My lord...would you like the kitchen to heat up another pot of wine?" Fu'an finally couldn't help but ask through the door in a trembling voice.

There was no response.

After a long while, Xiao Qingyan's icy and chilling voice finally rang out.

"roll."

Fu'an shuddered and quickly pulled Ye Ying back to the stairwell.

Xiao Qingyan picked up the glass of cold wine and drank it all in one gulp. The icy liquid slid down his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the nameless fire burning in his heart.

Three days.

He gave her three days.

He wanted to see whether this canary, whose wings had hardened, would choose to obediently return to her nest, or... wait for him to personally crush her new nest, along with everyone around her, to dust.

……

However, three days is just an ordinary period of time for Qingyun Pavilion.

Jiang Zhenxue not only did not close down, but instead made her business even more successful.

"Xue'er! Xue'er, look!"

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Kang Mingyan rushed to Jiang Zhenxue in a panic, clutching an account book. "Today's turnover! It's...it's doubled again! Have those young masters gone mad? They paid fifty taels for tea without batting an eye! And that lousy notebook, even with the extra hundred taels, more people are asking about it!"

Jiang Zhenxue was checking a batch of newly arrived Huzhou brushes. Without looking up, she said in a flat tone, "As expected. Tell the kitchen to add two more types of pastries, and make sure they are exquisite. These are all distinguished guests; we can accept the money, but we can't skimp on the service."

"My God, what time is it? And you're still thinking about snacks!" Kang Mingyan stamped his feet anxiously. He lowered his voice and nervously whispered in Jiang Zhenxue's ear, "Today... today is the third day! The last day! If that guy really sends someone..."

"So what if they come?" Jiang Zhenxue finally put down her brush, looked up at him, and her clear eyes showed no panic. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. You're as anxious as an ant on a hot pan; what can you do besides cause me trouble?"

"I..." Kang Mingyan was speechless, choked by her words. Of course, he knew he couldn't be of much help, but he couldn't help worrying. "I'm just afraid you'll get hurt. That guy doesn't look like a good guy; we can't beat him!"

"So you mean I should close the shop now, pack my bags and leave, or... go back and kowtow to him to apologize?" Jiang Zhenxue raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I did not mean that……"

"Mingyan," Jiang Zhenxue stood up, patted his shoulder, and softened her tone, "I know you mean well. But there's no escaping this. What he wants is to see me panic and lose my composure. If I'm really scared, that'll play right into his hands."