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

In the council hall, Liu Shuqian, the steward who was presiding over the meeting at the long table, neatly closed the account book in front of Shang Jue and opened a new one.

On either side of the long table, the managers of Juxian all kept their eyes downcast, silently flipping through their ledgers, none of them daring to mention what had just happened.

The meeting continued, but Shang Jue was no longer able to concentrate as much as before.

The letter lay beside him. The boy's slender fingers tapped slowly on the edge of the table as he pondered deeply. Looking at the silver note bearing the name of the Juxian Trading Company, he finally picked up his pen and wrote a reply.

"received."

......

At this moment, Qi He was holding Shang Yue's hand in the children's clothing shop next to Jinxiufang, hesitating whether to make some clothes for Shang Yue as a young girl or a child.

She glanced at Shang Yue and estimated that the little girl only reached her shoulder, so she decisively asked the shopkeeper to make a few sets of clothes suitable for the girl.

The female shop assistant carefully led Shang Yue to the inner room to try on clothes. At this time, Shang Jue's reply also arrived, along with a note that recorded the day's money inflows and outflows.

Since the second sum of money from Qingshanjian came back, Shang Jue has had much more money in his pocket.

Qi He's monthly allowance is paid through Qianjinlou, but she can also use Shang Jue's accounts. Just now, when she sent the silver notes to Shang Jue, she accidentally used his private account, thus achieving the feat of "using Shang Jue's money to pay Shang Jue's monthly allowance".

Qi He sensed a strong sarcasm in Shang Jue's "Received," so she retaliated without hesitation. She picked up a pen and drew some scribbles of children's clothing, then had someone send them over, adding, "Do you like any of them? I'll buy one for you as a birthday gift."

For some unknown reason, the clothes were still open-crotch pants...

Shang Jue's reply came quickly: "If you can give birth, I don't mind if you prepare a few years in advance."

Ugh! You bastard!

Qi He gritted her teeth, glanced around at the shops surrounding Jinxiufang, then pointed to the shop across the street that specialized in jewelry and said to the shop assistant, "This one, this one, this one!"

The waiter was taken aback by her boldness and quickly asked, "Miss, are these three things what you want?"

Qi He said expressionlessly, "No, I want everything except these three!"

You bastard, just wait until today you're bankrupt!

I'll make sure you can't even afford the travel expenses to go to the capital!

......

"Manager...Manager?" Uncle Liu called him twice.

Shang Jue raised his head, glanced at the account book with little interest, and closed the book in front of him: "Let's call it a day."

The shopkeepers all breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, fleeing the council hall as if they were escaping.

Manager Lin, who oversees the silk shop, stayed behind to consult on business matters because of some problems with the newly arrived bolts of fabric. As soon as he walked around the long table to his side, he noticed the numerous slips of paper that had been brought in one after another:

"Juxian Trading Company: Ninety-six taels of silver..."

"Juxian Trading Company: Payment of 150 taels of silver..."

"Juxian Trading Company: Two hundred taels of silver..."

"Juxian Trading Company: Five hundred taels of silver..."

Twenty or so slips of paper were sent out in quick succession, amounting to several thousand taels of silver, which made Manager Lin's heart pound and he completely forgot what he was going to say.

Shang Jue seemed unfazed, calmly gathering the note aside: "What is it?"

Manager Lin snapped out of his daze: "Ah, Manager Lin, yes, there's been a problem with the newly arrived materials..."

He suddenly realized that his little mishap was nothing compared to the situation before him.

After an incense stick had burned, Manager Lin floated out of the council hall, where he happened to run into Manager Zhao, who was in charge of personnel, and Mr. Sun, who was in charge of accounting, chatting as they walked.

"I didn't realize that the head manager was afraid of his wife."

"That's why people say it's so comfortable to be the son-in-law of the Qi family. The second young lady can give out hundreds of taels of silver as a reward with just a wave of her hand, which is equivalent to several months' income for us."

"The Second Miss's face is so beautiful that you can't find another like her in the entire Jinling."

"She's just a bit too spoiled. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it."

"What do you know? Some men just like that; it's called marital bliss."

"Look at how generous he is. If it were me, I'd be willing to marry into his family too," Steward Zhao said half-jokingly.

Upon hearing this, Manager Lin couldn't help but interject, "Then let's forget about it. Didn't you see the spectacle of the Second Miss spending money just now? Several thousand taels disappeared in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!"

Then, Manager Lin told everyone what he had seen.

"A beautiful woman is nice, but you have to consider whether you can afford to support her."

The crowd gasped in astonishment, then turned their attention back to the material, and walked away.

......

Under the shopkeeper's dumbfounded gaze, Qi He almost emptied the shop of all the new seasonal goods.

The second young lady casually signed her name on the credit book. In any case, she would run away sooner or later, and she couldn't take these things with her now. If they were left in Qianjinlou, they would all eventually belong to Shangjue.

Therefore, they spend money with exceptional pleasure.

She turned to look for Shang Yue and saw a middle-aged man with a young boy standing in front of her, tall and imposing: "Whose fault is it that you can't see him? My son was walking perfectly fine; you just bumped into him!"

Shang Yue leaned against the wall in a panic. Her newly changed lotus-colored silk skirt was stained with a large amount of dirt, and water was dripping down.

The culprit was the chubby boy next to the middle-aged man, who was holding a bottle of juice that had been spilled most of the time. He looked at Shang Yue with no remorse on his face and was very smug.

The shopkeeper quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Sir, this young lady has difficulty moving around and didn't mean to bump into you. It's just that your child spilled the drink on her skirt, so this is a loss..."

The middle-aged man interrupted him: "Loss? This blind man ran right into my son, why should I pay for it! I won't pay!"

The shopkeeper looked troubled.

The middle-aged man pointed at Shang Yue and said, "Make her pay for the clothes she's wearing."

"Sir, our shop rules state that we can't bring things that are easy to spill..."

"You didn't write anything on the door, how was I supposed to know? Besides, my son is young and doesn't understand. Are you expecting a child to take responsibility?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bowl of bubbling plum juice was splashed straight at him—

Splash!

Qi He said coldly, "You're so hot-tempered on such a hot day, let me help you cool down."

Hearing the noise, Shang Yue turned around and called out, "Sister Qi He?"

Qi He held a half-empty cup of plum juice in her hand, smiled mischievously at the man, and said, "I'm young and ignorant, you wouldn't make a child like me take the blame, would you?"

"You!" The man was drenched and disheveled, but seeing Qi He's composed demeanor, he dared not make a move. He suppressed his urge to attack and instead angrily shouted, "Do you know who I am?"

Qi He turned to the shop assistant and instructed, "Take her to change into a new dress."

Then he slowly sat down: "Tell me, let me hear who you are."

The middle-aged man seemed to have gained confidence: "Do you know whose property this Jinxiufang is?"

Yes, I know it's mine.

"My daughter is the lover of Shang Jue, the manager of the main branch of Jinxiufang!"

Qi He almost spat out the mouthful of plum juice she was drinking: "Whose lover?"

The man assumed she was intimidated by Shang Jue's reputation and said smugly, "Never heard of Shang Jue?"

Qi He put down her drink and said sincerely, "I've heard of him. So he's the famous Manager Shang. How come I didn't know he had a mistress outside?"

Isn't it just Qi Lanlan?

Where did this come from?

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly stepped forward and whispered to Qi He, "Second Miss, his daughter is a shop assistant under the head shopkeeper. He only 'has' a lover,' and she comes to cause trouble every few days. It's very annoying."

In the Jinxiufang department store, a few feet of fabric can cost several taels of silver. Every time the man comes, he puts the bill on credit under his daughter's name, which gives him a huge headache.

Qi He raised an eyebrow: "Jinxiufang allows credit? I've never heard of such a rule before?"

"He said Shang Jue was his future son-in-law, so..."

The whole of Jinling was saying that Qi He and Shang Jue were not getting along. Even he, as the shopkeeper, couldn't figure out whether Shang Jue had a lover or not.

If it's not true, that's fine. But if it is, then he's offended someone.

As a mere shopkeeper, he dared not offend Shang Jue.

Qi He sat on the chair with her legs crossed, enjoying the melon. She even picked up a brush and drew a portrait of the troublemaker for Shang Jue, which she had sent by fast horse. Fortunately, the shop was not far from here.

Shang Jue was puzzled and replied with a letter expressing his doubt.

Qi He added, "Your father-in-law."

After finishing writing, he added a sarcastic emoji to redeem himself from the humiliation of being rendered speechless by Shang Jue's retort earlier that day.

Shang Jue's reply was equally infuriating: "Did you find yourself a new daddy outside?"

Qi He was taken aback. How come she had never noticed before that the male lead was so eloquent?

Was his usual silence just an act?

It seems she has too good a temper, to the point that the male lead is increasingly disregarding her!

She chuckled and wrote another note: "Your father-in-law is causing trouble at Jinxiufang, bullying your wife and sister. Are you going to do anything about it?"

Shang Jue's gaze lingered on the words "wife" for a few moments.

Look at her, still having the leisure to paint; who knows who's being bullied.

He found it absurd and replied, "Wife?"

Qi He stared at those two words, feeling inexplicably hot.

Was she wrong?

Isn't she just transmigrated into the body of the male lead's unlucky wife?

The next second, Shang Jue delivered another note, "Are you sure he bullied you?"

In Jinling, who dares to bully Qi He?

If you're really being bullied, do you still have the leisure to write letters and draw pictures?

Qi He reluctantly drew a simple sketch of her own hands.

"I'm injured too, my hands are so sore, and no one is helping me carry my things. I just bought a lot of fabric, and my legs are tired from walking around."

She remained unfazed, continuing her shamelessness: "I'm still being bullied by your father-in-law. My mental health is also damaged, and money can't make up for it."

Shang Jue returned a two-hundred-tael silver note.

Qi He remained unfazed: "However, it only healed one-fifth of the injury."

Shang Jue sent another card: "Where is it?"

Qi He became alert: "What are you doing? Coming to help your father-in-law beat me up?"

After a while, Shang Jue sent over a note, the handwriting of which was darker than before: "Come and avenge my wife."