Besides Li Xiaoi and Shen Feng, Shen Xiaoya was also there. Speaking of Li Xiaoi, she was remarkably adept at managing relationships and had Old Mrs. Shen and Shen Xiaoya completely chard.
She had spent her entire life mastering the art of networking. Of course, now that she was Mrs. Shen, she also spent money much more freely than before. Her whole aura had changed.
Qin Jiao thought for a mont before affectionately linking her arm with Shen Yi’s. She glanced back at the fabric counter.
She said, "I have an idea about what we discussed yesterday—how to clear out the inventory. Look, it’s starting to get cold up here in the north, so we probably can’t sell any more short-sleeved shirts. But it’s still hot in the South. It’ll stay warm until the end of October. In places like Guangzhou, it can even be over twenty degrees during the New Year."
"The style of the clothes is also a huge weakness," Shen Yi said. He loved it when Qin Jiao spoke so closely to him. Her warm breath brushed against his ear, yet it was his heart that felt the heat.
Qin Jiao said, "As for the style, we can talk it over with Mom later."
"Yeah, okay."
From a distance, the young couple could be seen chatting intimately. The smile playing on Qin Jiao’s lips and the adoration in Shen Yi’s eyes were plain for all to see.
The sight was galling for Shen Feng. He wished he could rush over and pry the two of them apart. When Li Xiaoi and Shen Xiaoya saw them, the smiles on their faces vanished.
However, Li Xiaoi had witnessed Qin Jiao’s fighting prowess before. Being the scher she was, she didn’t make a move.
But Shen Xiaoya hadn’t.
She had always felt her nephew, Shen Yi, was being unreasonable. Even if his parents were divorced, how could he completely disown his relatives from the Shen family?
So when Shen Xiaoya saw that Shen Yi and Qin Jiao didn’t even bother to greet their elder, she found her opening. She huffed, "Xiao Yi, what’s wrong? Did getting married make you forget how to greet your elders?"
Shen Yi said calmly, "By blood, you are my aunt. But when my father had an affair, got together with a mistress, and abandoned my mother, where were you, Aunt?"
"I..."
Beside them, the color drained from Li Xiaoi’s face.
Shen Feng, who was already in a foul mood and trying to keep it in check, instantly exploded when he heard the word "mistress."
"Shen Yi, is there no end to this?" He despised that word, yet this damn Shen Yi kept throwing it in his face!
Shen Yi sneered. "What, don’t like the sound of it? Then your mother shouldn’t have been one in the first place!"
"Shut your mouth!"
As if he’d suddenly gone mad, Shen Feng threw a punch right at Shen Yi. Shen Yi reacted quickly. After dodging the fist, he even rembered to carefully set down the items in his hands.
Qin Jiao was shocked. ’How did Shen Feng’s temper get so awful?’
As the two of them began to fight, a crowd started to gather. Qin Jiao saw Li Xiaoi staring at Shen Yi with pure venom, her expression screaming that she wished her own son would beat Shen Yi to death.
Shen Xiaoya, however, was in a complete panic, not knowing what to do. She had only wanted to needle Shen Yi a bit; she never expected them to actually co to blows.
Seeing this, Qin Jiao imdiately squeezed a few tears from her eyes. She choked out, "Is there no justice in this world? The howrecker destroys a family, and now her son gets to beat the original wife’s child? Are shaless people really this brazen nowadays?"
A love for juicy gossip is a common hobby, and the mont the onlookers heard Qin Jiao’s words, their interest was piqued.
"Young lady, what’s going on? How are those two fighting young n related to you?"
"Yeah, what’s the story? Who’s the mistress and who’s the original wife?"
Shen Xiaoya and Li Xiaoi were of a similar age, so everyone’s eyes darted back and forth between the two won.
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