Chapter 618: Welcome to Mist Garden

Director Zhou.

The Suzhou embroidery master.

The handcrafted cheongsams are priceless treasures; high society ladies and noblewomen scramble for them, with no regard for family ties, just to get their hands on one.

Jiang Yu was on good personal terms with Director Zhou, who gifted a cheongsam to Jiang Yu last month.

The collar was embroidered with individual rabbit hairs, which Jiang Yu had carefully stored away in a special wardrobe, treasuring it so much that she had never even worn it.

“I only took one set of clothes, thinking that Master had plenty, so I casually picked one,” Nan Jiaojiao explained in a soft voice.

“You’re still making excuses!”

Jiang Yu turned her head and complained to Pei Dongshi, “Did you see that?

She’s still making excuses, she dares to make excuses!”

Pei Dongshi nodded in agreement, “Yes, she’s making excuses.”

“It’s really maddening, and also—”

“Also?” Even Pei Dongshi couldn’t hold back now, his voice involuntarily rising a bit.

Jiang Yu said with a cold laugh, “Those little rabbits I raise, she went to feed them and overfed them.

Several rabbits choked, and one even got a carrot stuck in its throat.

Have you ever heard of a rabbit choking on a carrot?”

Pei Dongshi’s mouth twitched.

Jiang Yu angrily declared, “No!”

Well, there was no need for him to speak at all; being the straight man in the act was just fine.

“Guess what she did afterward?

She didn’t take care of it herself but brought the rabbits to me to fix.

I asked her why she didn’t do it herself, and she brazenly said she wasn’t a vet!”

“Not a vet!

Humph!

Hahaha!

She says she’s not a vet, so what, I am?”

Pei Dongshi carefully supported Jiang Yu, fearing that the old man might get so agitated that he’d suddenly rush off.

He couldn’t afford to use too little or too much force, which only caused his own wrists to cramp.

He bravely attempted to soothe, “The child is still young and doesn’t understand.

I’ll teach her gradually.”

After saying that, he felt something was off about the statement.

He abruptly looked towards Bo Yanching.

Bo Yanching nodded and said, “I’ll teach her, I’ll handle it.

Elder Jiang, please calm down.

I’ve brought you a few bottles of good wine, and also, Anhui ink, the pond, the little rabbits, I’ll compensate for all of it.”

Jiang Yu questioned with a slant in her eye, “What will you compensate with?”

Bo Yanching took out his phone.

Seconds later, Jiang Yu received a transfer of twenty million.

She looked at it a few times, even making Pei Dongshi check the phone to confirm, and then beamed with joy, “Look at you, really, going to all this expense—oh, we’re all family here, would I really hold a grudge against her?”

Pei Dongshi: “…”

Bo Yanching smiled, “The Anhui ink will be delivered tomorrow.

I’ve recently acquired two new inkstones, and I’ve been worried about finding their rightful owner.

If you don’t mind, I’ll bring them over for you, too.”

Jiang Yu waved her hand, “Not at all, not at all, Mist Garden welcomes you.”

Her temper flared up quickly and ebbed away just as fast.

Before Bo Yanching and Pei Dong had come, she had been chasing Nan Jiaojiao all over the house, nearly running out of steam.

As the anger burned, it dissipated quite a bit.

When they arrived, Jiang Yu’s emotions peaked, so she had to put on a bit of a show, right?

Having performed and scolded enough, it was time to gracefully descend the stairs.

The stairs worth twenty million.

Only a fool would refuse to step down.

“Are you hungry?

Come on, the kitchen has already prepared a meal, let’s eat together.”

Jiang Yu called Bo Yanching over and took Pei Dongshi to the dining room.

No sooner had they left than the servants flocked in like bees, and in less than five minutes the living room was restored to its original state, even the flowers that Jiang Yu had angrily pulled from the vase were replaced with identical ones, the count unaltered.

It seemed they were well accustomed to such scenes and found nothing unusual about them.

Nan Jiaojiao followed behind Bo Yanching and muttered under her breath, “Twenty million, that’s pricey.”