Chapter 483: Chapter 483: The Story of Shopkeeper Yan Chapter 483: Chapter 483: The Story of Shopkeeper Yan However, Shopkeeper Yan was a sophisticated man, and his discomfort quickly hid itself away.
He pretended that his house was without a Misdirection Tracing Array, and gracefully walked into the main hall.
After Li Wenli led Bai Junjun to the main hall, Shopkeeper Yan looked at the couple holding hands and once again, envy flickered across his eyes.
“The boy ca on a wooden horse, playing around the girl’s bed with green plums. Your affection truly makes people envious.”
“?” Bai Junjun.
“?” Li Wenli.
The two exchanged glances and then looked at Shopkeeper Yan. At this mont, Bai Junjun even raised their clasped hands specifically, “This? It’s not called childhood sweethearts but rather, a bond forged in life and death.”
“Pfft.” Li Wenli laughed softly.
He was the first to let go of Bai Junjun’s hand, only to pat her head and said, “The guest complies with whatever the host says is often correct, there’s no need to talk back.”
“…” Bai Junjun felt innocent.
Let alone their previous lives, even the original owners of these two bodies could hardly be considered childhood sweethearts, right?
However, given that their identities were a secret at the mont, Bai Junjun did not argue.
Thus, the two of them casually sat down at the dining table.
Shopkeeper Yan watched as the pair solemnly took food out of the food box and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Could it be that you two really ca here just to have a al with ?”
“If you have sothing else you wish to discuss with us, we are naturally all ears,” Li Wenli still spoke formally, albeit weary.
Bai Junjun glanced at Fox and then at Shopkeeper Yan. Although she wanted to cut to the chase and ask Shopkeeper Yan for soone, diplomacy was sothing Fox was more experienced in.
So Bai Junjun could only suppress her impatience and silently eat her al.
With a knowing look, Shopkeeper Yan glanced at them and with a smirk said, “Alright, seeing how the two young warriors really strike my fancy, I can tell you a story.”
“?” Bai Junjun glanced at Li Wenli in surprise.
She had thought that this oblique manner of conversation might drag on until the evening without ever getting to the point, but that wasn’t the case.
Their pace was too quick, as they were already moving on to telling a story.
Li Wenli smirked, the art of negotiation ant being blunt with fools and succinct with the wise.
When Shopkeeper Yan ntioned telling a story, he truly began to do so.
There was once a family engaged in comrce, which had five sons. The eldest and the fourth son died during a business trip, leaving only Lao Er, Lao San, and Lao Wu at ho.
Originally, the old rchant intended for Lao San to take over the family’s keys, but Lao San was smitten by a woman not from a comrce Noble Family and even, for her beauty’s sake, discarded his inheritance.
The old rchant was furious and exiled Lao San to a barren land to fend for himself, naturally shifting the authority in the family from Lao San to a competition between Lao Er and Lao Wu.
However, Lao Er was ten years older than Lao Wu, and the old rchant could not wait for Lao Wu to grow up. One rainy night, the old rchant passed away, and Lao Er naturally inherited the family business.
Although Lao Er inherited the business, he didn’t feel secure. He always felt that Lao San and Lao Wu might co at any mont to snatch the family assets.
To ensure that they wouldn’t, Lao Er brought both Lao San’s wife and Lao Wu’s mother to his side under the pretense of giving them a comfortable life.
In reality, it was to control Lao San and Lao Wu through the soft imprisonnt of their most loved ones.
This imprisonnt lasted for ten years.
Lao San could only return to the Clan each year to reunite with his wife, and the reunion was incredibly brief—he had to leave after three days.
As ti swiftly passed, the years quickly flew by. Before long, their daughter was to be married.
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