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"Miss, if you want to become the Merchant's Daughter, seeking revenge will be even more difficult; you'll find it hard to move forward!" Did she not realize how the people in the capital looked down on merchants? Even the Imperial Merchant had to watch their words around those in power, let alone a young lady like her.
"Qin'er, this isn't about whether I want to or not; it's that we've been forced into a corner," Qing Luan said, feeling frustrated at Qin'er's stubbornness. She didn't want to waste her breath trying to persuade her anymore and instead laid out their current predicament. "The Zheng Family wants us to help them make money. Do you think that's possible? If the Hu Family collapses, we'll suffer too..." They were like two grasshoppers tied together; neither could escape.
"This..." Qin'er, who had initially wanted to convince the miss, found herself at a loss for words after hearing this. She knew that the Zheng Family had a Blood Feud with them and would never allow them to help earn money for them, so the miss had chosen another path.
"Don't worry, Qin'er. I promise you, I will never walk the same path as my mother," she declared. Even if being the Merchant's Daughter meant being looked down upon, she could simply choose not to marry. In her past life, she had devoted herself entirely to marriage only to be abandoned in the end. She had tasted heartbreak and a tragic conclusion; what else was there to care about?
Qin'er remained silent. She understood that no matter what she said, it wouldn't change the miss's decision. She felt frustrated with herself for lacking the ability to protect her mistress and realized it was always the miss who protected her.
As expected, after Hu Linglong returned with her proposal, Hu Lingyun came personally. He expressed that he could agree to Qing Luan's request but only under one condition: that Qing Luan would continue to work behind the scenes as before.
"Brother Hu, that's not acceptable," Qing Luan replied. She appreciated his genuine concern for her but knew that following his plan would thwart her goals. "What I want is full control over all of Hu Family's businesses, not just the tavern!"
"I understand your point," Hu Lingyun said calmly, taking his time to explain. "From now on, all of Hu Family's businesses will be under your command. Whether we succeed or fail doesn't matter to me; after all, even without you, Hu Family and Zheng Family would eventually cross paths—it's just happening a bit sooner now. I want to see for myself whether Hu Family ultimately wins or loses!"
In the past, if it were just him alone, he would have certainly faced a crushing defeat. Now with Qing Luan by his side, he inexplicably felt confident that Hu Family would not fall.
Both sides stood firm in their positions until finally, Hu Lingyun convinced Qing Luan using his own reasoning—surprise! The Zheng Family wouldn't expect him to be bold enough to hand over all business operations to a ten-year-old child; they would think of strategies just like before. Thus, using Hu Lingyun as a decoy was the best option for Qing Luan.
After a year of effort, the Zheng Family gradually fell into decline. Even Prime Minister Huang looked down on the crumbling Zheng Family. What was there for Qing Luan to fear? In no time at all, she devoured everything belonging to the Zheng Family while Hu Family emerged victorious.
As everyone began celebrating the downfall of the Zheng Family, Qing Luan made another decision: she wanted to leave this place.
“Why are you leaving?” Hu Lingyun asked in shock. They had won, hadn’t they? After a year of hard work, they finally succeeded. Why would she choose to leave at this moment?
Seeing everyone looking at her with disbelief, Qing Luan calmly met their gazes and said softly, “I still have a long way to go. The fishing village has taken shape now; everyone is bringing in fish automatically. The business of Hu Family Tavern and Zheng Family Restaurant will definitely consume these resources. Uncle Ma and Sister Ma can handle things on their own. I’m leaving everything in the fishing village to you, while I entrust everything in the city to Brother Hu…”
“And what about you?” Linglong asked excitedly while holding her child. “Are you just going to abandon everything?” She was their focal point; what would they do if she left?
“I’m not abandoning you,” she sighed. Was it wrong to say this on a day meant for reunion? “I just feel that staying here is too limiting; there’s no opportunity to realize my ambitions. In the past, I had the Zheng Family to practice with, but now that the Zheng Family is gone, the Hu Family is managing everything on their own. There’s simply no place for me here!”
Her words left everyone in heavy silence.
“Sister, take me with you,” Zhao Yun was the first to support her and voice his request.
Shaking her head, Qing Luan refused. “Only Qin'er and A-Song will come with me. You all stay here; I will return. When I come back, I’ll bring you all back to the capital!” She needed enough capital for herself before she could bring her family along; otherwise, it would only lead to dead ends.
Despite Qing Luan’s insistence, everyone tearfully bid her farewell as she set off without looking back, embarking on her glorious journey.
Four years later, in the capital.
As soon as she entered the city, Qing Luan lifted the curtain and gazed at the bustling unfamiliar city, feeling a surge of emotions—this was where she had left from initially. After more than five years, she had finally returned.
“Miss,” Qin'er noticed her staring at the throngs of people outside and lowered the curtain with concern. “Isn’t it dangerous for us to come back like this?” She hadn’t expected her mistress to return so suddenly without any preparation.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine!” After five years of preparation, she had been waiting for this moment.
Over the past few years, she had experienced many ups and downs alongside her mistress. She knew that her mistress must have some plans in mind, so she dared not say much, quietly sitting to the side and listening to her mistress's arrangements.
"Miss, we've arrived," A-Song, who was driving outside, glanced at the luxurious restaurant and jumped out of the carriage to speak to the carriage.
"Mm," a calm voice came from inside the carriage. Then Qin'er lifted the curtain, and Qing Luan stepped out of the carriage.
She surveyed the restaurant before her, feeling that its dazzling red exterior seemed to hide the wealth and power of its owner, making her want to punch that arrogant demeanor right off.
"Shopkeeper, we need two rooms," Qin'er said as she walked in first, holding her head high while addressing the Shopkeeper, who was busy calculating accounts.
Seeing business coming in, the Shopkeeper immediately put on a wide smile and looked up. However, when he saw the Maid dressed in coarse linen clothes, his brows subtly furrowed. He then glanced at the two seemingly ordinary individuals beside her—a man and a woman—and quickly reined in half of his smile, asking coolly, "Miss, the rooms at Tianxiang Restaurant are not cheap; one night costs one tael of silver..."
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