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Chapter 282: Too ugly to look at, cousin must be decisive in pinching peach blossoms

The waiter looked at Xia Yanxin's clothes and thought that she couldn't afford the money. He said to her, "Girl, why don't you pay for the things here first, and then choose the others."

Xia Yanxin was here purely to purchase goods, and since she was in the capital, she didn't want to cause trouble. Just as she was about to ask the shopkeeper to settle the bill, a harsh voice rang out: "Shopkeeper, can anyone enter your shop?"

When the shopkeeper saw the visitor, his expression changed and he said with an apologetic smile, "Miss Shen, you misunderstood. Our shop is open to welcome customers from all directions. Everyone who enters the shop is a customer."

Miss Shen looked at the shopkeeper arrogantly: "Shopkeeper, those two poor fellows are also customers of your shop? Is your shop in decline?"

The shopkeeper suppressed his anger and said, "Miss Shen, you are joking. Thanks to everyone's support, our shop is doing a booming business. Miss Shen, please come into the private room to choose. How about I assign Xiao Dezi to Miss Shen?"

Miss Shen also knew that she couldn't cause trouble here, but when she passed by Xia Yanxin, she looked at Xia Yanxin with contempt: "Poor guy, what's the use of being pretty? It's still because you don't have money, huh!"

Xia Yanxin originally wanted to keep the peace, but Miss Shen was too arrogant and couldn't help but say, "It's useless, but it's enough to be prettier than you."

Miss Shen was plain-looking, so she didn't like people who looked prettier than her. Now she couldn't stand it anymore after hearing what Xia Yanxin said. She glared at Xia Yanxin and wanted to raise her hand to hit him, but Xia Yanxin grabbed her hand and said, "Why, you want to hit someone because you can't win the argument?"

Yang Wenyu wanted to step forward, but Xia Yanxin stopped him with a look. He could only stand there and wait for Xia Yanxin to slap Miss Shen in the face.

The maidservant beside Miss Shen saw her young lady being bullied, and quickly stood up and shouted, "Let go, do you know who my master is?"

Xia Yanxin replied: "How would I know who your master is? How would I know if you don't tell me? Is your daughter a child? She only knows how to use her father's name to scare people when she is outside."

Miss Shen and her maid were both confused. Why didn't this person speak according to common sense? Since she had already said so, how could she still announce the master's name?

Xia Yanxin looked at the two people who were obviously frozen and said, "What I wear is not as good-looking as yours, but what I wear and buy are all bought with my own money. Just for this reason, I am better than you."

Miss Shen's face was distorted. She had lost all her rationality at this moment: "You bitch, how much money did you make? I think you earned it by selling your body. Look at your seductive face."

Yang Wenyu couldn't listen any longer, and regardless of Xia Yanxin's objection, he stood up and said, "How dare you! How can you slander me, the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Zhen'an?"

Miss Shen looked at Yang Wenyu in shock, then blushed and looked at Yang Wenyu: "Brother Yu, why are you here?"

Yang Wenyu didn't even bother to look at Miss Shen: "Xin'er, feel free to pick. Don't let these blind people ruin your mood."

Miss Shen saw that she was ignored by Yang Wenyu, who was chatting and laughing with other women instead. She couldn't suppress the jealousy in her heart: "Brother Yu, how can you be so nice to other women? How can you call her so affectionately?"

Yang Wenyu didn't want to be bothered by Miss Shen, so he said in a stiff tone: "Miss Shen, I don't even know you. What does my relationship with someone have to do with you? Why are you so nosy?"

At this time, more and more people gathered around them. They began to point fingers at Yangweiyu and the other two, but no one dared to say that Yang Wenyu was wrong. Most of them pointed fingers at Xia Yanxin and Miss Shen.

"Isn't this Miss Shen? Miss Shen, are you trying to snatch a man from someone in the street?"

"I think so. Look at how pretty the girl next to Young Master Yang is. Look at Miss Shen. If it were me, I would choose the one over there, too."

"You are all wrong. The girl next to Master Yang is the daughter of the royal family. Didn't Master Yang just say that? Why didn't you listen carefully?"

"Now that you put it that way, it seems to be true, so this Miss Shen is jealous for the wrong reason."

People were saying all kinds of things. Miss Shen looked at the crowd that was reluctant to leave and shouted, "What are you looking at? What's so good about it? Get lost!"

"Why is Miss Shen still so bad-tempered? Isn't she worried at all that she will be rejected by Mr. Yang?"

The people watching the show on the sidelines had no intention of leaving. Even if Yang Wenyu didn't ask them to leave, they would not leave on their own initiative.

Xia Yanxin didn't mind her current situation at all: "Cousin, who is this person? Why is he staring at you?"

Yang Wenyu thought for a moment and shook his head: "Xin'er, I don't know who she is. I can automatically block ugly things and people."

Phew…hahaha…

Everyone burst into laughter. Miss Shen looked at Yang Wenyu sadly: "Brother Yu, it's me. I am the eldest daughter of Minister Shen, Shen Yue'e."

Yang Wenyu glanced at Shen Yue'e, then quickly looked at Xia Yanxin: "Too ugly, I can't look at it, I'm afraid my eyes will go blind."

Xia Yanxin didn’t know how to talk to Yang Wenyu, but she really liked Yang Wenyu’s protective and sharp-tongued character.

"Cousin, if you don't want this peach blossom, you'd better pinch it off as soon as possible. I'll go pick out another style."

The shopkeeper came forward and said to Xia Yanxin, "Miss Yang, please follow me upstairs. We have prepared a private room for you. You can choose your style in the room."

Xia Yanxin raised an eyebrow and pulled Xia Chengan to the private room. Yang Wenyu glanced at him and said, “Cousin, we’ll go up first. Come find us when you’re done.”

After Xia Yanxin and the other person entered the private room, they looked around and nodded with satisfaction: "This private room is pretty good."

After the two sat down, someone served them tea, snacks, and a picture album. The shopkeeper explained, "Miss Yang, this is the picture album. If you like it, you can ask the waiter to bring it up to you."

"Okay, I understand, get out."

The shopkeeper turned around and left, closing the door. At the same time, Yang Wenyu said in public downstairs: "Miss Shen, right? I don't have any romantic feelings for you, and I don't even know who you are."

"No, even if I knew who you were, it would be impossible for me to be with you. I advise you not to chase me anymore. I don't want anyone to misunderstand me."

Miss Shen's eyes were red, and a feeling of grievance filled her body. She looked at Yang Wenyu desperately: "I have been chasing you for so many years, and now you tell me that it is impossible for us. How can you be so cruel?"