When Aunt Xin walked past Wen Xi, she bumped her shoulder. Just as An Yi was about to step forward, she raised her hand to stop her.
"Hey, I didn't expect you, the shopkeeper, to have two such handsome servants!" Aunt Xin looked at An Yi and Chen Xin with charming eyes, and said with a smile: "You, the little shopkeeper, are so pompous. Not too young!”
Mrs. Zhao walked to the opposite side of Aunt Xin, her eyes burning with anger: "Aunt Xin, what do you mean?"
"Madam, don't you understand what I mean? The master has given this shop to my unborn child." She stroked her swollen belly with a smug look in her eyes.
"Hmph, a mere concubine actually wants to own my wife's things!" She pointed at Aunt Xin's nose and said sternly: "I will make it clear to you about the shop. Don't forget your identity. A mere concubine wants to Keep your duty.”
"Duty? Haha." Aunt Xin smiled contemptuously: "I'm afraid it won't be Madam's turn to say these words in the future."
"What do you mean?"
"The master said that when I give birth to the fetus in my belly, he will treat me as an equal wife. By then, my child will be the true legitimate son of the Zhao family. What do you think my duty is?"
Raised as an equal wife?
How come she doesn't know about such an important thing?
Before Mrs. Zhao could speak, a man with a big belly walked in.
As soon as Aunt Xin saw the person, she immediately posted him: "Master, look, my wife just refuses to give me the shop and wants to sell it."
Zhao Nianjun hugged Aunt Xin and comforted her: "Hey, little ancestor, you have the baby bump in your belly, please slow down!"
Mrs. Zhao stood opposite Zhao Nianjun, but she didn't even look at him.
Wen Xi watched with cold eyes, unable to help but laugh at him. He didn't know how Zhao Nianjun became the richest man. He was obviously an old pervert.
"Master." Mrs. Zhao's voice was slightly cold. Scenes like this were performed every day in the mansion. Which of the Yingying Yanyan in the mansion had not received Zhao Nianjun's favor and care? Why was she the only one who had to bear his neglect?
She admitted that she was no longer young, and the new people in her family were all young and beautiful, so naturally she could not compare with them.
This time she came back from Nishangfang and after using the facial mask, her whole person changed completely. She thought that Zhao Nianjun's attitude towards her had changed and everything was moving in a good direction. Who would have thought that when Xin Here, my aunt, I was beaten back to my original shape.
"Madam, Aunt Xin worked very hard while pregnant with my child. I have rewarded her with this shop, so please stop being so aggressive and unwilling to let her go."
Seeing that she was unmoved, Zhao Nianjun's tone turned cold: "Didn't you hear what my husband said?"
Aunt Xin leaned in Zhao Nianjun's arms and looked at Mrs. Zhao provocatively. The sarcasm on her lips was extremely obvious, and her heart was extremely happy. Ever since she entered the Zhao family, she has been suppressed by the identity of this aunt. Although her natal family is not bad in strength, , but she is an aunt after all, and after all she is not as good as Mrs. Zhengtou. Now that she is about to grow up, the title of this lady should also fall on her.
At this moment, Wen Xi couldn't help laughing.
Everyone's eyes fell on her.
"Why are you laughing?" Aunt Xin was extremely unhappy when she saw Wen Xi for the first time. Out of a woman's intuition, she could always feel threatened by her, so now that Wen Xi laughed at her, she became even more angry. : "You just opened a ready-made clothing store, but you really think of yourself as the shopkeeper? How can a serious woman show up to do business?"
She hit and hit her and scolded Mrs. Zhao. After all, for so many years, Mrs. Zhao has personally taken care of half of the Zhao family's business.
After being immersed in shopping malls for many years, you still can’t understand these words?
"Aunt Xin, don't forget your identity! You're a cheap concubine, you have no right to speak here!" If Zhao Nianjun wasn't here, she would have wanted to slap him.
Wen Xi looked at Aunt Xin and said calmly: "Yes, I am just the shopkeeper of a clothing store, but I laughed when I wanted to. Did I violate Dongchen's rule? Or is Aunt Xin already so powerful? Can you cover the sky with one hand in Dongchen, while others can’t even smile?"
"You!" In terms of words, Aunt Xin is just showing off in the backyard of Zhao's house. Compared with Wenxi, she is completely different.
Wen Xi's words aroused Zhao Nianjun's interest: "You little friend want to buy my shop?"
"Exactly."
"Look at you, you're still young!" Zhao Nianjun said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you could spend so much money to buy my shop. You are indeed quite capable."
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Zhao. I have already made an agreement with my wife about this shop. I wonder if you are willing to part with it?"
"Sir, shopkeeper Wen is the one from Nishangfang I mentioned to you." Even though she was unhappy in her heart, Mrs. Zhao still focused on the overall situation when it came to business, which made Wen Xi couldn't help but give her a few points in her heart. .
"So you are the shopkeeper Wen, whom I have admired for a long time!" Zhao Nianjun let go of Aunt Xin's hand and walked to Wen Xi: "I have long heard that a neon clothing shop has opened in the town, and everyone in the county goes there to make it. I was very curious about who runs the clothes and skirts. When I saw her today, I didn’t expect it to be a little girl who hadn’t even had hair extensions yet. When my wife came back and told me that she was with me, I didn’t believe it. But when I saw her today, I, Zhao, am convinced. Got it!"
These words were very beautiful, but Wen Xi didn't see much appreciation for himself in his eyes. He was willing to say these words today, probably because Mrs. Zhao told him about her having Dongzhu.
Since Mrs. Zhao left that day, Wenxi has specifically asked An Yi about Dongzhu.
Only then did she know that the Dongzhu was given as tribute to the royal family every year, and it was completely impossible for ordinary people to get it.
Not to mention that the ones in her hands are so round and plump, which is rare even among tributes.
Officials can only be rewarded with one by the emperor if they have made great contributions.
So this Dongzhu also represents this person's status.
She knew where her E Dongzhu came from, but how could anyone else know?
Zhao Nianjun must have classified himself as a member of a family with a very high background.
"Mr. Zhao, you're welcome." She pointed to the shop and said calmly: "I would like to open another neon clothing shop here, and Madam is also willing to sell me this favor, but I didn't expect that Aunt Xin is unwilling to give up her love. It seems that This time I will return in vain."
When Zhao Nianjun heard this, how could he return without success?
This girl can have such a big property at such a young age, and her ancestral background may not be very deep. As for Dongzhu, how could she get it if she was not a member of the royal family.
Royal Family······
Having been an imperial merchant for many years, he naturally knew that people related to the royal family should never be offended.
"What did the shopkeeper say? It's just a shop. How can we talk about whether we want to separate or not? Aunt Xin is just an aunt, how can she know about business matters? The Zhao family naturally has the final say." Zhao Nianjun's face He said with a smile: "In that case, please trouble Madam to finish writing the transfer documents!"
