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In the past two days, Lan Xi and the others had almost understood the essence of the cat walking technique. Zhou Xiufang and the others had also rushed out a new batch of summer dresses, and Song Xiangsi arranged for people to set up a stage in front of the shop.

Since there was no light in this era, she had no choice but to let the two sides of the stage be filled with flowers. All the muslin silk was chosen in a light pink style, because the new dresses were mostly orange, which was the best way to set off the dancers' clothes.

On the day of the show, the dancers came to the shop early. Song Xiangsi had already communicated with them before, and on this day, they had already tested out who would wear any kind of clothes or makeup, so everything proceeded in an orderly fashion.

She and Meng Fangxuan, on the other hand, were outside greeting guests and explaining to them about today's show.

In order to highlight the classical characteristics of the poem, she had even asked Meng Fanxuan to write many poems and then covered them with lanterns. When night came and they were all hung under the eaves of the shop, there would definitely be a unique charm.

Although they did not know what it was, they guessed that it was probably just some kind of performance. They said that they had specifically invited a dancer from the Orchid Court Workshop, so they came to join in the fun.

The show hadn't even started when the stage was surrounded by people.

Song Xiangsi took a deep breath and spoke for most of the day. Just as she was feeling thirsty and was about to pour herself a cup of water, she saw a porcelain cup filled with cold tea in front of her.

Turning around, he saw Meng Fangxuan standing behind him with a slight smile on his face. "I know your throat must be hurting. Have a cup of cold tea to moisten it."

Song Xiangsi smiled. Her eyes curved into a scowl as she did not hesitate any longer. Instead, she used her hand to take a few shallow sips.

When the show began, the dancers put on the new clothes from the Regeneration Pavilion and slowly walked away from the stage. The crowd didn't understand the way they walked, but they felt that the dress was extremely beautiful.

The girls who were watching from below the stage were also a little envious. They all thought to themselves that they should bring back the same skirt to wear.

"Good …"

When Lan Xi came out wearing her wide sleeved dress, the audience immediately burst into cheers. Everyone was laughing and joking, their eyes flashing with a burning light.

Song Xiangsi stood at the side, holding a glass of water and smiling faintly.

Right now, the effect of the scene was even more fervent than she had expected. Presumably, after today, the reputation of the Gui Rui Pavilion would be completely destroyed, and the sales in the future would also slowly rise. At that time, she would just sit at home and count the money.

Song Xiangsi narrowed her eyes slightly as the corner of her lips unconsciously curled up into a beautiful curve.

Meng Fanxuan turned to glance at her, then began to chuckle.

However, just as the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax and people started to enter the store to select items, there was a sudden burst of noise from the crowd, along with Song Dabao's ear-piercing curses.

"Song Xiangsi, this unfilial girl actually killed her stepmother!"

Song Xiangsi frowned as she looked towards the source of the voice. She saw Song Dabao and Old Lady Wang approaching in full fury. They were pushing a cart, and there was a person lying on it with a white cloth covering him.

Old Lady Wang scolded him along the way. "You little heartbroken hoof, it's one thing if you don't want me to go with your father, but you actually beat the crap out of your stepmother. How preposterous."

Everyone stopped their selections and stretched their necks to look in their direction as they discussed amongst themselves.

"Eh? Wasn't that the person who was making a ruckus at the door a few days ago? "I heard it's the Lady Boss's father."

"Was it true that the Lady Boss killed his stepmother? Was it the woman lying on the cart? " The other one craned his neck to look as well, a gloating smile on his face.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I really didn't know that a pretty and delicate girl would be so ruthless." A woman spat.

"…"

Song Xiangsi swept his gaze across the crowd, then quickly walked in front of Song Dabao and shouted angrily, "What kind of shameless words are you saying? When did I kill you?"

"Besides, my mother only has one. It's the Lin Clan that was beaten to death by you. Where did this so-called stepmother come from?" Her face was unsightly.

"Since your father has already become involved with her, then she will be your stepmother. But as an unfilial daughter, it's one thing for you to refuse to recognize her, but why did you have to beat her to death?"

"My bitter daughter-in-law! How did you die so miserably? You were actually personally killed by your own stepdaughter!"

Meng Ling Xuan frowned. He took a few steps forward and lifted the white cloth with one hand. He saw that each of them was lying on top of the cloth with their eyes closed. Their bodies were ice-cold and completely dead.

"We'll go to the yamen. Let the county magistrate judge this justice. If you dare to make a ruckus here and randomly try to bite people, then don't blame me for being impolite!" He opened his mouth and swept his gloomy eyes over Old Lady Wang who was lying on the floor.

Old Lady Wang opened her mouth wide in shock, but didn't dare to continue howling.

Although Song Dabao was also afraid of him, he still went all out. Clenching his teeth, he stood up and pointed at Song Xiangsi as he angrily said, "This unfilial daughter of mine killed my current wife. Today, I will avenge my wife!"

Song Xiangsi's face was tense, "Song Dabao, do you dare to confront me in court?"

Song Dabao's heart tightened, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but when he thought about how she had no evidence, he steeled his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "Going to court and going to court, you beat my wife to death. I believe that the county magistrate will give me justice and make you pay with your life!"

Song Xiangsi laughed coldly, "Alright, then drag the corpse over. We'll go to the yamen to beat the drum right now."

As she spoke, she turned around and took the lead. Meng Fangxuan glanced at the two of them solemnly before hurriedly following behind her.

Old Lady Wang, who was sitting on the ground and throwing a tantrum, was somewhat startled. She turned her head to look at her son, asking him what she should do next.

Song Dabao gritted his teeth as he pushed the cart forward with one hand while saying to Old Lady Wang, "Mother, that damned girl has beaten Yiyi to death. Even if we were in the yamen today, we would still be in the wrong!"

The old woman rolled her eyes, thinking that as long as she sent Song Xiangsi into the prison, the shop and all the money she had would fall into their hands.

Thinking of this, she quickly got up and quickly followed, still shouting, "My poor daughter-in-law!"