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Old Zhang had been severely punished for the incident last time, and the responsibilities that should have fallen on him now rested solely on Xia Qingyu's shoulders, undoubtedly adding to her burdens.
Despite the hard work and exhaustion, Xia Qingyu never uttered a word of complaint, always dedicating herself wholeheartedly to every task. Recently, the business at the various shops had been thriving, with customers flocking in every day. Xia Qingyu often appeared in the store, personally managing all affairs.
While Lin Feng leisurely enjoyed a comfortable life at home, Xia Qingyu was already immersed in her work at Da Chuan Fabric Store. During this period, the business at Da Chuan Fabric Store finally showed signs of improvement and was becoming increasingly prosperous.
At that moment, a cheerful manager approached Xia Qingyu with a beaming face and excitedly said, "Madam, look! Our business at Da Chuan Fabric Store has been booming these days!"
Upon hearing this, a joyful smile spread across Xia Qingyu's face as she nodded slightly in agreement. "Yes, indeed."
With the Zheng Dan and Jia Jie festivals approaching, many families came to purchase fabric for new clothes or household items. "Everyone has worked hard during this time. After the festivities, I will definitely reward you all with red envelopes," she promised.
The manager quickly bowed in gratitude upon hearing this: "Thank you for your kindness, Madam. We will certainly work even harder!"
With that, everyone felt invigorated and their motivation increased significantly.
After leaving Da Chuan Fabric Store, Xia Qingyu did not pause; she hurriedly visited several other shops. In Wu City, Old Zhang had previously opened five stores in total, including fabric and grain shops. Now, all these establishments were under Xia Qingyu's full management.
She lightly stepped into Lin Feng's residence. As she entered the room, her gaze naturally fell upon an exquisite chair where Lin Feng sat deep in thought, gazing out at the scenery outside.
Hearing the faint sound of the door opening, Lin Feng slowly lifted his eyes and met Xia Qingyu's approaching figure. A gentle smile graced his lips as he softly said, "Wife, you're here."
At that moment, Xia Qingyu appeared slightly weary; however, when she saw Lin Feng, a glimmer of joy flickered in her eyes. "Husband," she replied softly. Her voice was somewhat hoarse but still carried a unique tenderness.
Lin Feng quickly stood up to greet Xia Qingyu, expressing his concern, "Wife, you don't need to go to the shop every day to manage things. Just check in occasionally; you mustn't wear yourself out!"
Xia Qingyu shook her head slightly and replied softly, "The business at the shop has been thriving day by day, and I can't help but worry. I need to keep a close eye on things for now. However, once the shop is fully on track, I will certainly ease up a bit."
Lin Feng nodded in understanding and support, then took Xia Qingyu's hand and sat down together. They began to chat about the trivial matters of their recent lives.
Just as they were enjoying their conversation, they suddenly heard footsteps outside. Moments later, a subordinate hurriedly entered, bowed respectfully, and reported, "Fourth Prince, there is someone outside requesting an audience."
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