The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 256 The Little Wife House (4)

Sitting at home is about to get moldy, this is Shang Bian's current feeling, and the weather is getting more and more cold in the direction of winter.

"Cuiyu." Shang Jian stretched his neck and called out the door.

"Hey, here we come." Cuiyu rushed over in response, with a little dust on the tip of her nose.

"What's the matter, miss?" Cuiyu looked at Shang Yan dumbfounded.

Shang Yan looked up at Cuiyu, and said, "Let's go shopping, and get two sets of clothes to wear when we come back."

Cuiyu nodded, "Okay."

The two casually took some silver and went out.

There were many people coming and going on the street, Shang Jian only felt that it was cold today, but he didn't care whether the street was hot or not.Putting away the collar, Cuiyu and the other two went in when they saw a clothes shop, and if they couldn't choose good clothes, they went in again.

Walking and stopping several times, I didn't choose clothes, so I got tired and got down first.

Finally, looking at the small storefront in front of me, the decoration is magnificent, and I thought to myself that this is the last one, I went in and bought it if I found it, and let it go if I couldn’t choose it, so I went back home.

Before he entered the door, several people in the store pushed a boy out and pushed him to the ground.

Those few people were spitting and pointing at this person cursingly.

"It's not right to be a good young master. He dared to come to our Bizhu Pavilion for cooperation because of a small house."

"It's really ridiculous, why don't you go home and ask your father to give you some money."

"Hey, you forgot, he was kicked out. The Feng family has long since disowned this son."

After speaking, several people laughed, mocking the person who fell to the ground below and trembled slightly.

The man thought of resisting, and after hearing what the other person said, he chose to give up. He sat on the ground alone, his fists clenched, and his shoulders trembling.

Shang Yan finally couldn't bear it, stepped forward and said: "Oh, hey, a respectable Bizhu Pavilion would bully others like this, I thought this Bizhu Pavilion was different from others."

"I think I misread the Bizhu Pavilion, and it's not a good one." After finishing speaking, Shang Jian walked up to the man, knelt down to help him up, and said in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

The man shook his head, "It's okay."

Shang Yan looked at those people provocatively, and pulled them away, Cuiyu followed behind, a little scared in his heart, and said: "Miss, is it okay to just leave like this?"

Cuiyu looked at the few people with scary faces, and then at the people slowly gathering around.

"Don't be afraid, there are so many people, they are aboveboard, how dare they stop us." Shang Jian supported the man's arm and walked quickly, "Follow me closely, don't be afraid."

"Hmm." Cuiyu was still afraid, she tightly grasped Shang's other free arm, and followed her to break out of the encirclement.

Coming out of the crowd, Shang Mian didn't dare to stop, those people looked so fierce, Shang Mian was also afraid that they would rush over and beat her suddenly.

When he got to the narrow path, he was sure no one was chasing him, so Shang Yan let go of his hand, and squatted at the intersection to catch his breath.

"Thank you, miss." The man regained his breath and thanked Shang Yan.

Shang Yan shook his hand, "It's okay."

"By the way, how did you get into trouble with the other party?" Shang Bian asked curiously.

"I just want to ask them to lend me money. Actually, it's not considered a loan. To be more precise, I ask them to give us money, and then the money our store earns will be distributed to them in proportion."

"So that's the case." Shang Yan nodded clearly, "Then why were you kicked out again?"

　I found that I have a lot of collections, but too few rewards, as if there are only [-] big rewards for [-] big ones!cry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)