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This action completely infuriated Zhao Qiushui. As she lifted her skirt to distance herself from Xia Muxin, she scoffed.
After brushing off the dust, Xia Muxin shot a glance at Zhao Qiushui. With her exquisite makeup, delicate features, and a pink silk summer dress that made her look radiant, she was indeed striking. However, her eyes were too venomous. Many people turned to look at her, but they were all intimidated by her fierce gaze. Xia Muxin smirked slightly and took a step back, directing her attention to the entrance of Mei Tower.
"Are you deaf or blind? Hurry up and apologize to my lady, or you'll regret it," Erxi shouted sharply, pointing at Xia Muxin as she saw that Xia Muxin was disregarding them.
Last time, this filthy beggar had escaped, causing her lady to stay indoors for several days while using that dark and foul-smelling ointment on her face. This time would not be so easy. After all, a beggar is still a beggar; even in this scorching heat, days had passed without her changing clothes. Just standing there made one feel nauseous.
Xia Muxin smiled lightly and said calmly, "Is this place yours? Did your mother teach you about manners? Or are people like you just born to be so rude, completely disregarding beggars and common folks as if they aren't human?"
Xia Muxin's questions left Zhao Qiushui blushing with embarrassment. Her father was the Deputy Minister of Revenue, responsible for the land and household registration of the common people, as well as taxation and finance. In recent years, natural disasters had been frequent, causing widespread suffering among the populace, yet taxes had not decreased at all. The Deputy Minister of Revenue was already overwhelmed with worry. Zhao Qiushui's outfit represented years of income for an ordinary family; if anyone recognized her, it would be disastrous. Instantly, she felt a wave of guilt wash over her.
Seeing the flicker in Zhao Qiushui's eyes, Xia Muxin knew she had struck a nerve. She didn't want to pry into Zhao Qiushui's background; as long as she didn't cause trouble for her again, that was enough.
"Miss Qiu Shui, what's going on? Still waiting for that esteemed guest?"
Ye Feng appeared in his snowy attire. He first glanced at Xia Muxin before slowly directing his question toward Zhao Qiushui.
"Boss Ye, I just saw this beggar standing at the entrance and feared she might bring bad luck to your establishment. So I said a few words to her, but it turns out she's just a stubborn bull who not only ignored my advice but also spoke hurtfully."
Zhao Qiushui was a regular at Mei Tower and often generous with her spending while inviting young masters and ladies for private gatherings. Ye Feng was a businessman who naturally wouldn’t go against money. Even if Zhao Qiushui was lying or trying to frame this little... beggar, he merely smiled politely and said, "Thank you for your concern, Miss Qiu Shui."
This is the owner of Mei Tower, Ye Feng!
Xia Muxin carefully observed Ye Feng's every move. He was tall and slender, with a striking profile and strong features. Dressed in pure white, he truly was a handsome man. A gentle and courteous smile lingered at the corners of his mouth, yet that smile did not reach his eyes; instead, it carried a hint of cold disdain.
"Ah, Zhong, please escort Miss Zhao upstairs." After a moment, he called out towards the entrance. Immediately, a young man dressed in gray approached them. He first bowed slightly to Ye Feng before gesturing toward Zhao Qiushui and firmly stated:
"Miss Zhao, please!"
- End of Chapter -
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