Transmigrated into the body of the vicious first wife of a fallen prime minister

Seeing Shang Jue pay the bill expressionlessly, Qi He's conscience, which had been chewed up by a dog, finally stirred up a tiny bit.

But once she got into the carriage, the thought of Shang Jue's contract worth millions of taels of silver instantly extinguished Miss Qi's pitiful conscience!

He's so rich, shouldn't he share some with his wife?

Qi He snorted and muttered, "Shang Jue, when the first sum of money comes in from the Qingshanjian job, you have to give me 50%."

Shang Jue paused for a moment, then turned to look at her: "Why should I?"

"Manager Shang, you must have a bad memory. Didn't you say you were going to pay me back for the clothes?" Qi He said matter-of-factly.

Shang Jue remembered this and didn't refute it.

After a while, he spoke calmly: "The first sum recovered by Qingshanjian is not small."

The implication is that your few clothes are only worth a few taels of silver, how can they compare to millions of taels?

Qi He replied matter-of-factly, "Yes! Aside from the cost of the clothes, the rest is all interest!"

Business strategy: "?"

Qi He: "You don't actually think that after owing me for so long, I won't charge you any interest, do you?"

Shang Jue was speechless: "The interest is going to be hundreds of thousands of taels?"

Qi He didn't even blink: "That's right, nine out and thirteen back, do you understand?"

Business Strategies: "..."

You call this the Thirteen Returns?

That garment alone must have cost over a hundred taels!

Miss Qi was in a great mood after suddenly receiving another windfall.

After the carriage had traveled for a while, she took out a few newly published storybooks from a hidden compartment in the carriage wall and flipped through them casually.

—"The Pretty Woman Mistakenly Takes a Poor Husband, Only to Discover His Wealthy Fortune!"

—"The First Time the Son-in-Law Attends a Banquet at His In-Laws' Home, All the Nobles Kneel Down in Prostration!"

—"The Marquis of Zhenbei Returns to His Old Home and Finds His Wife Poor After Years of Impoverishment; He Pulls a Tightrope from His Sleeve and Finds a Mountain of Silver Notes!"

Wow—that feels so good!

A mountain of silver notes!

Qi He immediately became engrossed in the story, watching with great interest.

However, I was too exhausted tonight, and I became drowsy after reading only a few pages. In my drowsy state, I was still thinking about the interest from Qingshanjian. After muttering a few words, I leaned against the carriage wall and fell asleep.

The carriage moved slowly forward, but its destination was not Qianjin Tower.

Shang Jue gestured for the driver to stop in front of a pharmacy, glanced at the sleeping Qi He, and went inside alone.

The acrid aroma of medicine filled the pharmacy. Finally, Shang Jue stood before an old man who had been waiting for a long time.

If Qi He were present, he would surely recall some details and recognize that this was Chen Bo, the former manager of a merchant family in the capital.

Upon seeing Shang Jue, Uncle Chen respectfully greeted him: "Young Master, aren't you planning to return to the Shang family?"

"No rush," Shang Jue said calmly. "I just stopped by to drop by."

"No, no, no." Uncle Chen quickly waved his hand, glanced at the carriage behind Shang Jue, and then asked in a low voice, "Young Master, is that girl from the Qi family still disrespectful to you?"

Shang Jue was slightly taken aback.

Only after being reminded did he realize that Qi He had been living peacefully with him for the past few months.

"Don't worry, young master. That girl Qi He won't be able to cause trouble for long. Once you return to the Shang family and take back power from Madam, you can come back and deal with her—young master?"

"Hmm," Shang Jue replied casually.

Uncle Chen felt a little strange. The young master's attitude seemed to be different from before.

Chen Bo was an old and shrewd man; he knew very well how vengeful Shang Jue was.

If he gains power in the future, Qi He, who humiliated him, will definitely not have a good end.

But why today...?

"I have my own plans regarding Qi He's affairs," Shang Jue said calmly. "I've come to see you today because I have something to ask of you."

Chen Bo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the young master didn't let Qi He go.

That girl is really going too far. I won't be satisfied until she suffers a bit!

"Please give your orders, young master!"

"Hmm," Shang Jue said calmly, "Lend me some silver."

"I haven't even congratulated you yet on obtaining the construction certificate for Qingshanjian. Such a large sum of money—ah?" Chen Bogang's congratulatory words caught in his throat.

Several breaths passed before he reacted: "Borrow, borrow..."

"Um."

Uncle Chen was stunned.

What's going on? Didn't the young master just land a big job worth millions of taels of silver? How come he has no money?

"Is...is there a change in Miss's condition?" Uncle Chen probed cautiously.

"No," Shang Jue denied immediately. "Lend me fifty taels first."

Fifty taels.

That's definitely not the young lady's business.

With a blank expression, Chen Bo took out a fifty-tael silver note from the cabinet.

He suddenly hesitated to ask the young master what he needed the small amount of money for.

Shang Jue tucked the silver into his sleeve, but as he was about to leave, he suddenly paused, turned around, and asked seemingly casually, "By the way, Uncle Chen."

"Yes, young master, what are your orders?"

For the first time, a look of utter confusion appeared on Shang Jue's handsome face: "How much does your...your partner usually spend on food?"

Uncle Chen: "???"

Young master, what are you saying?

Are you really a young master?

"The wives usually eat the meals prepared by the cook at home, and their daily food expenses are not high. Occasionally, they will eat out for a meal, which will cost only a few taels of silver."

As Chen Bo answered, he stared fearfully at the boy in the shadows.

After a long pause, Shang Jue's voice was heard: "Okay, I understand."

Just as Uncle Chen thought he was about to leave, Shang Jue suddenly turned around and coldly reprimanded him, "It's good for a loving couple, but they can't be extravagant. Nothing outside can compare to what you make at home. Don't spoil her too much!"

Chen Bo was bewildered.

what?

Ah? ?

Ah? ? ?

Young Master, what have you been through to gain such insights?!

Inside the carriage, Qi He was fast asleep, completely unaware that Shang Jue had already gotten off.

Shang Jue opened the car door, and a gust of cold wind from the late spring chill blew in.

Qi He felt cold in her sleep and subconsciously curled up, causing the storybook in her hand to slip to the ground.

The book's pages were turned, revealing the page she had been reading before bed—"The Iron-Blooded Marquis of Zhenbei":

Xiao Cheng roared and slapped his wife Qi Xiaohe's delicate face: "This slap is to slap you for being blind! It severs our marital bond!"

In an instant, an overwhelming aura of dominance enveloped Xiao Cheng. With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry charged into the Central Plains, determined to reclaim everything that belonged to them!

Qi Xiaohe was struck dumb, her delicate body trembling slightly. She murmured, "Impossible! How...how could you be General Ziwei, the Marquis of Zhenbei?!"

Xiao Cheng sneered: "Qi Xiaohe, you humiliated me in every way back then, did you ever imagine I'd end up like this?!"

Business Strategies: "..."

Qi Xiaohe?

What idiot wrote this storybook?

Also, Qi He is indeed an idiot, he has no knowledge whatsoever, and he watches this rubbish every day.

"idiot......"

......

The carriage stopped in the backyard of Qianjinlou.

Qi He was just slowly waking up from her dream. She had been having nightmares the whole way, dreaming that Shang Jue was actually the Marquis of Zhenbei!

She even dreamt that the scoundrel pushed her, an innocent girl, into a snake pit!

I'm angry!

Shang Jue was silently following Qi He into the hall when he heard her displeased voice: "Starting tomorrow, your monthly allowance will be halved."

Shang Jue paused, forcing back his sarcasm, and said in a cold voice, "What did I do wrong?"

Qi He sneered: "Heh, figure it out yourself."

You pushed me into a snake pit in my dream, you dog of a man!

Shang Jue probably never imagined that he would offend Qi He in her dream.

When it was time to go to bed, Qi He was still angry. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she felt that she was completely innocent in transmigrating.

When he went downstairs, he saw that Shang Jue still hadn't figured out where he went wrong, so he decided to give him a way out.

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"no."

well.

He showed absolutely no remorse towards her, who was innocent!

What a scoundrel!

Qi He, dressed in a moon-white nightgown, with pale skin and a beautiful face, looked down at him and said, "Qifeng Tower has hired a chef I really like. I want to go eat there."

Shang Jue silently calculated in his mind: Qifenglou is one of the top private restaurants in Ningcheng, only accepting four tables of guests per month, with each table costing at least fifty taels.

Fifty taels, not bad.

For some reason, Shang Jue squeezed the still-warm silver note he had just borrowed from his sleeve and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could speak, Qi He snorted and went into the house.

Yes, the door slammed shut.

......

"Wanxing forcibly takes over Juxian Trading Company, marking the end of the Qi family's internal strife!"

"A change in personnel at Juxian; Shang Jue is about to take over as head manager!"

"Miss Qi's talent is beginning to shine; she's made a name for herself!"

Early in the morning, Shen Yu rushed to Qianjinlou and read aloud to Qi He the news that had just come out of Ningcheng Commercial Daily that day with great emotion.

The entire article revolves around the internal changes within the Qi family, with Shang Jue's name taking up most of the page.

"Cousin, you really managed to win over Juxian?" Shen Yu looked at Qi He with admiration. "I thought you were as good-for-nothing as me, but I didn't expect you to be secretly working hard!"

Qi He was sunbathing on a soft couch in the back garden, with a layer of pearl powder on her face.

She used to dislike dealing with these things, but when she heard that this small box of pearl powder cost tens of taels of silver—why not apply it!

Now that you have money, you should enjoy it!

"The business newspaper is full of praise for you, look!" Shen Yu began to boast.

Qi He was initially too lazy to look, but upon hearing that someone was praising her, she graciously tilted her head, revealing a pair of affectionate eyes, and scanned the article at a glance.

At the banquet, Miss Qi and Hu Ying joined forces to beat up the unfaithful man; Miss Qi truly deserves the title of virtuous wife!

Qi He expressionlessly cut the words "virtuous wife" out of the newspaper.

You're so virtuous, so helpful!

Shen Yu sighed, "I didn't expect my cousin to be so good at managing the household after getting married!"

But my cousin used to hate Shang Jue to death, so when did we become so close?

Shen Yu asked worriedly, "Cousin, Shang Jue is an outsider after all. Are you really comfortable entrusting the business to him?"

"It's no use handing it over to me, I won't care anyway," Qi He said innocently.

The subtext is obvious: why would she give up being a rich heiress to do a menial job?

Not to mention a few businesses, the entire Qi family will be a business tycoon in the future.

Relax, don't even think about competing with the male protagonist in the novel for his family business.

Shen Yu lingered at Qianjin Tower until evening before leaving.

He was mainly envious of Qi He's several gleaming carriages. Like an old miser, he patted all the red-wheeled carriages in the backyard carriage shed, his mouth watering uncontrollably.

My cousin is so rich...

Maybe I should just marry into his family...

As night fell, Shang Jue finished dealing with the accounting matters at Juxian and returned to Qianjinlou looking exhausted.

The lights were on in the hall. Qi He was wearing only a simple lotus-colored shirt, her legs were crossed on the couch, revealing half of her snow-white insteps.

The warm light enveloped her, casting a hazy, alluring glow over her originally bright and striking features.

Even Shang Jue had to admit that Qi He was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, like the most precious porcelain on a curio shelf.

Having apparently heard him return, Qi He suddenly turned her head on the couch.

The gaze moved downwards and landed on the food box that Shang Jue was carrying, which was filled with dishes.

Qi He was silent for a moment, as if she understood something, and her mood became heavier: "I said, I want to eat at Qifenglou!"

The two faced off for a moment.

Finally, Shang Jue coldly said, "I have no money. I still owe you 'Nine Outs and Thirteen Returns.' I'll eat at home today."

For some reason, the image of that night with Uncle Chen suddenly flashed through Shang Jue's mind, along with his own eloquent lecture—

"Don't spoil her too much!"

The next second, he saw the look of disappointment on Qi He's face.

Shang Jue's lips moved for a moment before he compromised: "Let's go to Qifeng Tower the day after tomorrow."

"Hmm?"

Great!

They can swindle money from that bastard again!

......

In the dead of night, Uncle Chen was awakened by knocking on the door.

Upon opening the door, it was Shang Jue's servant who handed him a note. The handwriting was brief and the purpose was clear: it contained only one sentence.

Do you have any more silver? Lend me some more.