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The shopkeeper was just a small businessman. He could not afford to offend Zheng fu, but he also could not afford to offend Qi fu. He could still cope when Qi fu’s servants came yesterday. But Qi daren personally came today. He didn’t dare to casually handle this, so he immediately smiled. “No problem, no problem. I’m going to send a message to Qi Xiaojie now!”
The shopkeeper was about to walk upstairs when he heard horses neighing from outside. Hurried footsteps sounded. The person came in and shouted, “Is the shopkeeper here?”
The shopkeeper saw the person and he was glad. Good. Someone from Zheng fu came. He didn’t have to be a bad person. The two families could solve whatever problems they had themselves.
The shopkeeper smiled. “Sangui is here so early today!”
Sangui directly ignored Qi YongChun. Even if there wasn’t urgent business, he still didn’t know who he was!
“Shopkeeper, quickly. Quickly invite Qi Xiaojie out. The Duke has an emergency for her!” Sangui anxiously and hurried said.
The shopkeeper looked embarrassed. He looked at Qi YongChun and then at Sangui. He said in embarrassment, “This…… Qi daren is looking for Qi Xiaojie and Duke Zheng is also looking for Qi Xiaojie. I — ”
Sangui then knew that the person standing there was Qi daren. A trace of contempt immediately crossed his face. “Isn’t this simple? Invite Qi Xiaojie out. Let her choose who she wants to go with!” With Qi Xiaojie’s tsundere [warm on the inside, but cold on the outside] personality, how could she go back with Qi daren?
Sangui was around Shizi, so he naturally was different from other attendants. Someone of Qi daren’s caliber had no influence on him whatsoever.
Qi YongChun frowned and looked at Sangui. Although he was displeased, he couldn’t say anything. He was a prefectural magistrate so he couldn’t lower himself to a servant’s level. Moreover, he was a servant in the Duke’s fu. Since he dared to speak so condescendingly, he naturally had the confidence behind him.