C40

"Does this milkvetch of yours have eyes? Hitting people like this, hurry up and f * ck off! "

Wu Ya was hit so hard that he didn't even have time to react, before he heard a sharp and ear-piercing female voice that made him dizzy.

"beggar, you're so angry! Hurry up and f * ck off, don't you get your dog legs broken!" Seeing beggar grab onto his big brother's new moon-white jacket with his black claws, Duan Yueer wanted to jump and kick him.

Her eyes were gentle, her nose bridge, and her skin was slightly fair. She wore a moon-white jacket. At his waist, there was a belt embroidered with the patterns of indigo trees and lotus flowers. On the belt, there was a piece of white jade with indigo tassels. He was dressed like a scholar.

But …

"Why does she look like a girl?" Duan Qingwen frowned and said.

He had originally thought that the person who had bumped into him was a milkvetch. Only after that person retreated did he realize that it was a fifteen or sixteen year old girl.

"Wasn't that you just now?" There was something wrong with the voice, and Wuya tried to organize his thoughts, but he just couldn't make sense of it.

"It's my sister." Duan Qingwen turned his body to the side after he finished speaking.

Behind this man, there was also a thirteen or fourteen year old little girl, dressed in a somewhat panicky dark green jacket, with pink apricot flowers embroidered on the collar and cuffs, a light green muslin jacket skirt, and pink embroidered thick shoes.

She wore the little bun that girls from the city used to wear, and the pearl flowers with pink inlay looked like white apricot flowers. If one ignored the exasperated look on her face as she gnashed her teeth in anger, she would seem rather adorable and clever.

"milkvetch, what are you looking at me for?" Duan Yueer was somewhat scared by Qin Wuya's stare, and retorted angrily.

If one were to say that they didn't clearly see Wu Ya's appearance, calling him milkvetch was still reasonable, but now that they had clearly seen it, calling him that was a little too much.

"You look really good." After being angered, Wu Ya instead sneered: "Such flowery, red, willow, and green clothes, could it be everyone in that rouge shop?"

Although Duan Yueer's dressing was a bit flashy, but in the end, it was still in accordance with the rules of a young miss.

Based on Wu Ya's cautious thoughts, if he had encountered such a thing in the past, he would most likely just silently leave, ignoring everything else. It was also the moment when Duan Yueer was in bad luck and bumped into Qin Wuya.

Scolding was an extremely important word to women in this era. If today's words were accidentally spread out, even if everyone knew that Duan Yu'er was the Miss of the main sect, her reputation would still not be good. His reputation was not good, but it was a bit unpleasant. After all, it would affect the engagement in the future.

Duan Yueer had never heard someone say such nasty words in her life, and her brain was in a daze for a moment. She was so angry that her eyes turned red, and even though Wu Ya's body was dirty, she still wanted to go up and beat her up, but was stopped by Duan Qingwen.

When Wu Ya saw this man, he had some bearing. However, when he heard this, he felt that it was laughable. His own sister didn't say anything when she was being rude, but the others instead reprimanded her. He immediately took on the attitude of a shrew in the countryside and sarcastically said, "I can't afford to be addressed as a lady by a wealthy young master like you. I am just a milkvetch in the countryside, and can't even compare to the home tutor of a wealthy family."

How could Duan Qingwen not hear that he was ridiculing him and his sister for not being careful? He then thought that her sister's earlier words and actions might have annoyed him, and immediately blushed and apologized: "My sister is still young, and my family is very doted on, I have been arrogant since I was young, and my words just now did not seem right, and offended my lady, please forgive me."

Duan Qingwen thought that he said these words with sincerity, but Wu Ya heard that it was not. Initially, Wu Ya had thought that his words were too harsh for a little girl who had never lived in this world for thirteen or fourteen years. However, after hearing Duan Qingwen's words, Wu Ya's heart subconsciously became cold and icy.

As for people, they were the ones who couldn't be compared with others. The more they compared, the more annoyed they were. It was more difficult than having more people around them. It was said that the competition between people angered them to death, but the logic was this, it wasn't like that at all. Wuya might not be a jealous person, but after hearing these words his heart would still be in turmoil.

Although the woman was young, looking at her figure, Wu Ya could tell that she was no less than the original owner of her body. However, her fate was really, really, too different.

One is life is' young ',' doting ',' pampering ', while the other is' hunger ',' hard work ',' being sold '.

One was just a little ridiculed, as if he had been greatly wronged. The other had to use the method of ending his own life in order to gain a little bit of dignity. Was this life?

It was late in the morning, and the sun was rising. The streets of the Clear Water Town were bustling with activity.

Standing alone on the street, Wuya looked a little lost, not knowing where to go. Originally, he wanted to ask the Manager Wu about his background, and see if he could sell these two jars of fruit paste to some rich families. However, due to the matter with the Duan Clan siblings, Wuya was somewhat unsure of what to do.

Judging from the two siblings' clothing, he could tell that they came from an illustrious family. If he had only offended them, then he would offend them as well. With his current situation, it wouldn't be a big deal for him.

It was just that in her heart, Wu Ya was a little afraid that she would cause trouble for the Manager Wu. Before leaving, he spoke to the shop assistant, Wang Er, about something: If he had something to do, he would go first and deliver the agreed agaric to the shopkeeper next month.

The sun was high and the sky was dark. He couldn't get the fruit sauce to burn, but he didn't know any of the big families in the town, so he didn't know which one to sell.

Wuya was actually a little angry with himself for being so poor, he didn't know how to tolerate it. It was fine if he was called beggar, but he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh. Why must he recover his dignity?

As soon as Wu Yi left the Guest Home Resturant, the Duan siblings started making a ruckus. Duan Yueer glared at his brother with a wronged expression. He didn't understand why his brother didn't stand up for him and instead apologized to the milkvetch who was bullying him.

What made her even more confused was that not only was milkvetch not grateful for her brother's apology, he had actually left, as if he was not bothered by them at all, and had completely disregarded them.

"Big brother, why did you let that milkvetch go? Your sister has suffered such humiliation, why don't you just get someone to beat her to death? " Duan Yueer endured it again and again until she finally burst into tears from anger, and cried towards Duan Qingwen without caring about anything at all.

Duan Qingwen was a little frustrated by his crying, he felt that her little sister had really been spoiled bad by the Old Master. Normally, she wouldn't be that heavy or light, but now, she could actually so easily say "beat someone to death". Duan Qingwen originally wanted to reprimand his, but seeing his crying like this, he felt a bit of pain in his heart, so he endured the reprimand. He didn't know how to coax her nor how to scold his, he really couldn't do anything about it.

In fact, Duan Qingwen knew that her little sister was not so weak as to not have come for no reason. Furthermore, Duan Yueer had been doted on by the Duan Clan since he was young, and even his brothers couldn't compare to her. Compared to the other families, Duan Yueer's affection was extraordinary, to the point that he could summon the wind and rain in the Duan Clan, the Little Princess.

Speaking of which, there was a deep connection between them. It was said that the Duan Clan's Old Master, Duan Qingyun, had a great relationship with his wife, the Lan Clan of Chenzhou. Not to mention the early days of the Duan Clan's impoverishment, even after the Duan Clan's Old Master went into business to earn a large sum of money, he still doted on the Lan Clan and had never once taken a concubine in his entire life.

Even after the Lan family went into labor, Duan Qingyun, who was in his prime, didn't think about this matter anymore. He had to take care of his own family and children, and he had to be both a father and a mother.