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Bai Miaqing was not only a young lady of the Bai family but also the owner of this rouge shop. When she spoke up, the mocking laughter from the crowd diminished considerably.
The Bai family was renowned for their medical expertise, and no one dared to claim they would never fall ill in their lifetime. Moreover, the Bai household donated a significant amount of medicinal herbs to supply the military every year, even gaining some respect from General Xiangnan, not to mention these young ladies.
While others might show some respect for Bai Miaqing, Qi Yiran, being the young lady of the General’s residence, wouldn’t.
Bai Miaqing had only returned to the capital city a year ago.
Qi Yiran tilted her head slightly, her eyes looking down at Bai Miaqing, who had stepped forward to protect Shen Yu’an. She condescendingly remarked, “And who might you be, another country bumpkin?”
The round-faced and cute girl who accompanied Qi Yiran explained in a hushed tone, “Yiran, this is Bai Miaqing, the young lady from the Bai household who returned a year ago.”
The Bai family’s young lady who returned a year ago?
Qi Yiran thought carefully for a moment and soon realized which family Bai Miaqing belonged to.
However, in her heart, Qi Yiran believed that the Bai family, be it in their capacity as a medical family or as merchants, didn’t deserve any place in her memory.
With arrogance, she declared, “The Bai family? I’m not someone who acknowledges just any Tom, Dick, or Harry.”
“I wonder who gave everyone the audacity to bark in front of me these days.”
Bai Miaqing, infuriated, tried to speak up, “You…”
Shen Yu’an gave Qi Yiran a cold glance and mockingly asked, “It seems like Third Miss Qi has forgotten the pain of her scar, and now she wants to kneel in the ancestral hall again.”
Saying this, Shen Yu’an walked past her, pulling Bai Miaqing along. She even intentionally bumped into Qi Yiran and, with a flick of her finger, spilled some white powder onto her.
Except for Bai Miaqing, who was being pulled by Shen Yu’an, no one noticed this slight action.
After the white powder came into contact with Qi Yiran’s skin, it quickly melded with her bodily fluids and disappeared.
The strong push from Shen Yu’an transformed Qi Yiran’s annoyance into rage.
“You…”
Shen Yu’an pulled Bai Miaqing along and raised an eyebrow, saying, “You, with your stutter, should really get it treated properly. Conveniently, the Bai family’s medical clinic is nearby.”
Qi Yiran waved her sleeve and angrily muttered, “Hmph, so coarse.”
Seeing Shen Yu’an’s composed and unruffled demeanor, Bai Miaqing seemed to gather courage and stared back at Qi Yiran without showing any weakness.
Seeing that neither side was backing down, the girl by Qi Yiran’s side tugged at her sleeve and said, “We’ve already picked out our rouge. I heard that the silks at the Jinxiu Pavilion are exceptionally beautiful, imported from the capital. Let’s go take a look.”
Qi Yiran was half-dragged away, and the shop gradually returned to its lively state.
Remembering that Qi Yiran had just accused Shen Yu’an of stealing her clothes, Bai Miaqing was determined to take her to buy new attire.
Because she was coming to the capital, Shen Yu’an had already changed out of her usual clothes, and her current attire was not subpar. However, Qi Yiran had taken an immediate dislike to her and was actively looking for faults.
Just a moment ago, they had been standing so close to Qi Yiran and heard the girl by her side mention the Jinxiu Pavilion. Shen Yu’an didn’t want to run into them again.
But Bai Miaqing persisted, convincing Shen Yu’an to visit stores in the opposite direction, ensuring they wouldn’t encounter them again. Shen Yu’an reluctantly agreed.
Meanwhile, Qi Yiran, who had been dragged away, looked at the girl beside her with displeasure and said, “Why did you pull me away? Am I supposed to be scared of them?”
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