Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 214: Gathering Place of the Bosses

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: Gathering Place of the Bosses

Shen Xuan also found it strange that Lin Xiang didn’t even have a Gold Card, let alone a Black Card.

She claimed it was her own money, but where could she have gotten so much money from?

Yun Yue stood with her hands in her pockets, her posture carefree and cool, with a bold temperament radiating from her very bones. Her gaze was predominantly cold, mixed with a bit of the rogue.

The bloodshot in her eyes made her skin appear even whiter, her sensual lips hooked enticingly.

Her money was indeed dirty!

But it was all earned by risking her own life, and she believed herself to be guiltless.

Being stared at by her, although she did nothing but stand there, one could always sense a chilling murderous aura emanating from her, extremely intimidating.

Shen Xuan had participated in various grand occasions since her childhood, and had even seen important figures in Beijing, yet none made her feel as tense and alarmed as facing Yun Yue.

Her voice hoarse, she spoke with upturned eyes that held a wicked audacity, "You were really spot on, the money isn’t clean; it’s all blood money."

"Miss Yun, the transaction is complete, please take your time," Feng Ai said as he handed the bank card back to her with both hands, his attitude respectful and his voice gentle.

She had heard every word of their conversation clearly, and had it not been for them being customers, she would have spoken up for Yun Yue long ago.

Yun Yue took the Black Card and turned to leave.

Zhu Jing was so furious she felt like her lungs were about to explode. It was the first time she had ever been humiliated in front of a stranger, and to make matters worse, the woman had a demeanor that seemed to say she couldn’t be bothered to care—infuriatingly indifferent, making Zhu Jing want to tear her face apart!

"Furious! Xuan, how can you have such a classmate!" Zhu Jing stomped her foot in anger.

Shen Xuan’s lips were tightly pursed, showing a wronged expression, her voice choked, "I’m used to it."

This was the first time Zhu Jing had ever seen Shen Xuan so aggrieved, and her anger intensified, "It looks like you’ve been bullied by her plenty at school! Just wait, I’ll definitely get back at her for you!"

Shen Xuan hesitated, "Maybe we should just let it go. She has powerful backing, and I’m afraid she’ll complain."

Zhu Jing had many morally questionable friends; perhaps it really was possible for them to teach Yun Yue a lesson.

However, she couldn’t be too obvious about it, fearing to bring trouble upon herself.

"What’s there to worry about, even if she complains, she needs proof. Just wait for the good news," Zhu Jing sneered sinisterly. No one who offended her ever got away scot-free!

Shen Xuan didn’t speak further, her gaze lowered, casting a shadow of gloom.

Yun Yue was indeed too arrogant; she needed someone to teach her a lesson, to make her behave.

Back in junior high, she and Zhu Jing were in the same class. No one in the class ever dared to provoke them because Zhu Jing knew some dubious figures in the society. Anyone who made Zhu Jing uncomfortable would get a lesson from them.

The two then put the matter behind, and tried on clothes at the tever boutique for the afternoon before leaving.

"Finally gone, an entire afternoon and I only made a sale of 150,000! Such a loss! I don’t want to serve her ever again."

The sales associate who attended them complained while rubbing her back.

How come she couldn’t run into customers like Yun Yue, who made purchases with just a single glance.

These two were all decked out in designer labels but were extremely stingy!

Loads of photos were taken but it seemed nothing was bought.

Constantly saying they looked down on Yun Yue for not having money, yet they weren’t as wealthy as her!

Having money also needs to be displayed by wearing it, does ’wealthy’ need to be written on the face to count?

She had really wanted to speak up for Yun Yue then, but due to professional constraints, she had to hold back. She still needed this job to make a living.

"You’re just unlucky, look at Feng Ai, she’s so much luckier. One customer like that could save us years of hard work," Wu Chun commented sourly.

"Ah, lucky she doesn’t come every day. I just hope she doesn’t come to me again next time," the sales associate said helplessly.

...

"Sister Yue, have you finished shopping?" Xiao Bai took the gift box from her hands, almost dropping it.

What a heavy load!

A dress weighing forty-five pounds?

Could there be rocks inside!

"I’ve finished shopping." She looked straight ahead, her voice hoarse, apparently disliking everything she’d seen, still preferring clothes.

That dress would be quite suitable for Ruan Yingtong.

"By the way, Snow Wolf has been busy training newcomers lately, so the task of choosing a location has been left to me, Mo Fan, and Cang Leng. What do you think about this address?"

Yun Yue nonchalantly asked, "Which?"

"336 Jinglin Road."

"That place is quite bustling," she clicked her tongue, amusement twinkling in her almond-shaped eyes.

Jinglin Road is a gathering place for major figures; anyone from that road would be quite influential, and fixing a location there would likely attract trouble.

But as long as they mention the name Golden Net, those people probably wouldn’t dare to make a move.

"Let’s settle for that one, and keep the layout the same as always," she stopped at a dessert shop, her eyes seriously scanning the sweets in the display.

Xiao Bai, ever the gentleman, entered the dessert shop and said to an attendant, "Hello, please bring me one of everything you have here."

The attendant, dazzled by Xiao Bai’s good looks, was momentarily stunned, "Alright, of course."

Yun Yue looked away, thinking to stuff her to death?

She sat down in the nearby resting area. Behind the mall was a river, its surface sparkling in the sunlight, the river water lapping against the dam, producing a pleasant sound.

"Eat up, your grandma won’t let you eat these at home." Xiao Bai looked at her indulgently, having laid out a whole table of sweets.

Although she was the boss, she was still a child under eighteen; everyone in Golden Net treated her like a little sister.

The attendant thought Yun Yue was even prettier than a celebrity, exuding immense charisma, so he kept stealing glances at her.

"It’s a bit wasteful," she said, starting to eat with a fork.

The cream’s sweetness unfurled, lifting her spirits.

"We can pack up whatever you can’t finish! Take it back for the guys," seeing her enjoy her meal made Xiao Bai start eating as well.

After she finished two pieces, she felt full and put down her fork; with casual elegance, she wiped her mouth clean, "How was the medicine I prepared last time?"

"You wouldn’t give anything substandard," he paused from eating, then added, "But the medicinal bath is too troublesome, do you think you can make it into pills or maybe herbs?"

They always had to boil it, filling the place with a medicinal smell.

"I’ll try," she had thought about it before but found it too bothersome.

"That’s good, finally I won’t have to suffocate on the smell anymore," Xiao Bai breathed a sigh of relief, quite a few neighbors had complained to the property management.

Xiao Bai went to the underground parking to retrieve the car, while Yun Yue waited outside, curling her lips in a particular direction.

Her zipper pulled up to the top, yet she still exposed a large swath of her pale neck, tied up in a high ponytail looking both delinquent and cool, catching many sideways glances.

A young man, towering at six-foot-three, approached her, eyes fixated on Yun Yue’s face, phone in hand shaking, "Beauty, can I add you on WeChat?"

He was holding a Porsche car key, dressed head-to-toe in branded clothing, quite eye-catching, but Yun Yue acted as if she hadn’t seen him.

After a moment of silence, she realized he was speaking to her, not sparing him a glance, her voice cold: "Sorry, but you’re in my way."