Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 361: Sisters Heart-to-Heart

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: Sisters Heart-to-Heart

June 21st.

The sun’s rays were so intense on the forehead that it felt scorchingly painful.

Momentarily, the streets were deserted, with only a few people hurrying away.

Nanzhi sat in the lady’s tower, fanning herself absent-mindedly with a fan, somewhat bored.

The sun was exceptionally fierce these days, and the number of customers in the restaurant had significantly reduced.

Usually, they could make up to thirty taels a day, now it barely reaches ten or more.

Even so, they could only make some gain when men came for dinner after sunset.

Nanzhi fanned away restlessly.

Shen Miaomiao, who was just serving two bowls of ice balls, noticed Nanzhi sighing.

"Sister Nanzhi, have a bowl of iced sweet dumplings. It’s so hot." Shen Miaomiao put a bowl of ice balls in front of Nanzhi and sat down across her.

The lady’s tower is on the third floor, they sat near the window with a broad view, direct to the city master’s residence not far away.

In the city master’s residence, there was an attic where Shen Zhiyu’s tooth had been discarded by Shen Wenchen.

At the moment, the sun was scorchingly bright, but it shone vividly on the glazed tiles of the attic.

"Miaomiao, how are your injuries healing?" Putting down her fan, Nanzhi took a bite of the ice balls.

The ice ball was Miaomiao’s creation.

She indeed wanted to make taro balls, but she spent too much time peeling fruits at the milk tea shop and didn’t have much free time to learn pastry-making from online videos and instead only occasionally read novels. Despite this, she found herself in such a world.

Nanzhi sighed again.

She definitely shouldn’t have earned that money.

"Sister Nanzhi, don’t you think the weather is a bit strange." Shen Miaomiao hesitated for a while before asking.

The summers of the last two years in Yan City were not this hot.

When she recalled the drought and famine, her heart raced in her chest.

Sitting with Nanzhi now, she finally dared to voice what was on her mind.

Ever since Shen Zhong had disappeared after her incident, her parents seemed uncaring, but she always felt an added burden on them, bending their backs even more so.

She didn’t dare voice these concerns, fearing it would only worry them further.

"I don’t know." Nanzhi shook her head. Xiaohe had not shown up for quite a while, and she wasn’t clear about what he had given her back then.

In truth, it seemed like she knew nothing.

"Sister Nanzhi." Shen Miaomiao pursed her lips and finally called out.

"What is it?" Nanzhi turned her head, put the ice balls on the table and looked at her.

"According to Twelve’s research, Aze..." The young girl hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell Nanzhi about it.

"Aze has a complicated backstory. Twelve is looking into it."

Originally, Aze was chosen by her, and Nanzhi bought him. If he really has some background, she has done something foolish.

"Let him check it out." Nanzhi nodded lightly, having an idea.

From the first sight of Aze, she felt something was wrong. After all, if a female slave has smooth skin, it might be because of her good looks and she was favored in her previous home.

Even if she was a head maid, there would be some traces on her hands.

Yet Aze, born as a man, has smooth and bright skin, and appeared to be weak; she doesn’t understand how it is possible for him to be raised this well as a man, unless a son of a family was recently demoted to a slave due to his family’s involvement.

Compared to her hands, Aze’s were considerably more tender.

She quietly asked Hu San, who had mentioned that Aze had been enslaved from a young age, not as a recent occurrence.

But seeing him later, although he had become thinner, his work was efficient. She didn’t look into it anymore.

It wasn’t until she saw him riding a horse proficiently that she felt something was off. When he pulled the bow and set an arrow recently, she finally got a shock.

If Twelve really found something, that would be good, so as to ease the lingering dread in her heart.

She always felt that her luck was somewhat bad, for fear that Twelve might be a mole.

"I was just afraid that you would be upset, Sister Nanzhi." Seeing that she was not angry, the young girl sighed in relief.

A couple of days ago, when they were splitting the money, she got over a hundred taels.

When she got the silver notes, she almost dropped her jaw.

The success of Sanwei Residence and the cold drink shop is all thanks to Sister Nanzhi’s investment and recipes, and it was mostly Sister Nanzhi managing the restaurant on a daily basis.

She felt like a freeloader receiving that silver, feeling embarrassed.

She was uneasy.

Seeing her hesitation, Nanzhi frowned, just bewildered, asking her, "Miaomiao, is it Ten-Two who bullied you? If anything happens, just tell Sister Nanzhi. If he really bullies you, I’ll have your big brother Shen teach him a lesson!"

"No, no." The young girl hastened to wave her hands, denying it.

"Sister Nanzhi, how about, how about I don’t split the restaurant’s silver anymore." The young girl stuttered for a long time before finally speaking her thoughts.

"Why?" Nanzhi was baffled, as the spoon slipped into the porcelain bowl.

What’s going on? Why would Miaomiao have such a thought all of a sudden?

"I just feel, I can’t do much for the restaurant, and collect so much silver every month for nothing; I just feel uneasy." The young girl knew her words would sound nonsensical

But she just felt strange taking that silver.

All she did every day was help manage the restaurant.

If Sister Nanzhi wishes, she could spend five taels of silver a month to hire a good assistant. Why does she need to divide so much silver to her every month?

In the end, Sister Nanzhi was just paying back an old debt, but she has already paid it off.

"Could it be, you want to go to Kyoto with Ten-Two?" Instead of going along with what she was saying, Nanzhi suddenly asked this.

The young girl failed to comprehend her meaning and looked baffled.

"Did Ten-Two say he wants to marry you and travel to Kyoto alongside you? Is that why you’re saying these things?"

"No, no, Sister Nanzhi, please don’t get me wrong. I just feel weird freeloading here when I can’t be of much help."

Nanzhi’s expression had just lightened up a bit when it suddenly became cold again, making the young girl panic.

"Miaomiao, I will get angry if you keep saying these things. We had agreed at the beginning that we would share profits at a ratio of three to seven. So, what do you mean by these words?"

Nanzhi said solemnly, "I understand that this is just the beginning and you may feel insecure. But we can learn gradually. I’m not particularly skilled either. We have to do this business together. Understood?

I will say this only once. If you continue like this, I will get angry."

The young girl’s cheeks turned red with shame, and she nodded softly.