Chapter 1033
When he came out of Jinhong Jade Shop and passed Yongsheng Trading Company, Wang Qiu pointed at the huge gold signboard in the sun.

"Sister Jiaojiao, where is Yongsheng Trading Company? It's so impressive."

Along the way from Daqi to the capital city of Dazhou, I saw many businesses of Yongsheng Trading Company, so I naturally knew that Yongsheng Trading Company was a very powerful trading company.

When he heard that Murong Jiao was the eldest lady of Yongsheng Trading Company, Wang Qiu had made up his mind to be her sister, and now he deliberately made a fuss about it.

"Would you like to go in for a sip of tea and a tour?" Murong Jiao suggested casually.

"Is this~~ okay?" There was a hesitant look on his face, but in fact this was what he was waiting for.

If a young lady with such a noble status can squeeze into her social circle, her own status will naturally rise with the tide, and no one will dare to underestimate her.

"Of course." Murong Jiao said, taking Wang Qiu's hand, and the two walked into the business.

There were several women sitting in the lobby.

It was Murong Hong's wife, Mrs. Yang, who came in to drink tea with a few handkerchiefs after they were tired from wandering in the street.

Seeing Murong Jiao come in, Yang looked over with a smile.

"Jiaojiao, you have to get married in two months. Can't you just stay at home? Play outside every day."

Murong Jiao laughed twice and took Wang Qiu's hand.

"Mom, this is the sister I just became sworn to, named Wang Qiu."

"A coincidence? She and I were actually born on the same day, same year, same month."

"Really? This shows that Jiaojiao and Miss Wang have a close relationship." Yang said as she moved her eyes to Wang Qiu and looked her up and down.

Wang Qiu hurriedly bowed and said, "Wang Qiu has met Madam.

Ever since he knew that his background was not simple, Wang Qiu had been learning the rules and etiquette of the capital of Zhou Dynasty.

It seems that the learning is really not in vain, won't this come in handy?
In addition, when I was shopping just now, I bought a nice underskirt. After trying it on, I put it on directly. She also wore the newly bought beaded hairpin on her head. The ladies here didn’t notice that she came from the countryside. .

Ms. Yang smiled and said, "Miss Wang, there's no need to be polite, go over and sit over there." After saying that, she looked away and continued chatting with the other ladies.

The lobby was decorated luxuriously and spaciously, with several large sandalwood tables, decorated with expensive porcelain and bright flowers, filling the room with fragrance.

Wang Qiu looked at it with wide eyes and envy, and followed Murong Jiao to a table far away from Yang and others and sat down.

Soon the servants brought melon and fruit snacks and made fine tea. Wang Qiu felt that this kind of life was exactly what she had dreamed of.

It would be great if her biological parents could be as rich as she was. They would be well-dressed and well-fed every day, and would be served by servants wherever they went. They would be so noble and noble that she could only dream of.

Murong Jiao looked unhappy, picked up the tea cup and sighed.

"What's the matter, Sister Jiaojiao? Are you unhappy?" Wang Qiu asked hurriedly and concernedly.

"What's there to be happy about? We're getting married in two months." Murong Jiao looked sad.

"Shouldn't getting married be a happy event?" Wang Qiudao said, "Is it possible that the person you are getting married to is not your sweetheart?"

"What kind of sweetheart? I've never even met." Murong Jiao pouted, "My father arranged this marriage for me without even asking me. I'm so angry.'
It was precisely because of this incident that Murong Jiao was so upset that she ran out of the house every day to relax.

She originally wanted to go to Prince Ye's Mansion, but her father refused to allow her to get close to Princess Ye.

It goes without saying that colleagues are enemies. Originally, Tianxia Trading Company was about to close down. After Night King and Night Princess came to Beijing, Tianxia Trading Company's business improved again. It was normal for my father not to like Princess Night as a competitor.

Alas, it's a pity that she likes Sister Yu so much but can't be friends with her. It's really the most depressing thing in the world. "Then where is Sister Jiaojiao's fiancée from?" Wang Qiu widened his eyes and asked with great interest.

"The young master of Dezhou Governor's Office." Murong Jiao said lazily, "But he has been transferred to the capital. It has been several days since he arrived in Beijing, right? I don't know what he looks like. I have never met anyone."

Just as he was talking, Jiang Wenwen, the newly appointed Zuo Shaoqing of Taili Temple, appeared at the door of the trading house carrying gifts and his eldest son Jiang Liangcai.

"Hey, I originally wanted to visit my family, but my family said that Mr. Murong and his wife are both in the business, so I just came here.

Jiang Wenwen walked into the lobby while talking, and Jiang Liangcai also bowed his hands to Mr. Yang.

"Liangcai has met the madam and the young lady."

"We are all one family, no need to be polite." Yang laughed, while Murong Jiao glanced at Jiang Liangcai and saw that Jiang Liangcai was short and fat and did not suit her at all. She pouted and turned her head aside.

Upon seeing this, the ladies all left one after another. Wang Qiu had never seen the world again and knew it was hard to stay here. He said something to Murong Jiao and left.

When she left, she took a look at her fiancé and felt that this man was far inferior to Meng Fan. She would never marry such a man to death.

"Master Jiang, Mr. Jiang, please come in quickly." Yang smiled and invited Jiang Wenshu and Jiang Liangcai into the lobby, and ordered the servants, "Go upstairs to invite the master, Mr. Jiang is here."

"Yes." The servant hurried upstairs.

Jiang Wenwen led Jiang Liangcai to the table and sat down opposite Yang.

Jiang Liangcai's position happened to be facing Murong Jiao, and he glanced at her with a leering look.

As soon as Murong Jiao raised her eyes, she saw such a fat-headed and oily-faced big fat pig. She was immediately disgusted and got up to leave.

Jiang Liangcai quickly stood up, ran over with his robe in hand, and stopped Murong Jiao.

"Where are you going, Miss Murong? Do you want me to go shopping with you on the street?"

Jiang Liangcai was ten years older than Murong Jiao. He had already been married several times. He had three or four children in the house, and he divorced her specifically in order to marry Murong Jiao.

All the men in the capital were better than this man. Murong Jiao couldn't understand why her father insisted on letting her marry this man.

"No need." Murong Jiao replied sternly with a straight face. She turned around and was about to leave, but Yang stopped her, "Jiaojiao, don't be rude. Sit down quickly."

Murong Jiao didn't dare to resist and sat down angrily.

Jiang Liangcai grabbed Murong Jiao's hand with a frivolous expression.

"Jiaojiao, we are getting married in two months. Please talk to me and cultivate our relationship."

"Who wants to marry you?" Murong shyly and angrily avoided, stood up unbearably, and rushed towards the door.

"Stop." Murong Hong came down from upstairs and shouted, "Go over and sit down, do you hear me?"

"I won't." Murong Jiao gritted her teeth, her eyes turning red, "I won't marry, if you insist, I will die." After saying that, she rushed out regardless.

I felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't help but wipe my tears while walking. I originally wanted to complain to Wang Qiu, whom I had just met, but I forgot to ask her where she lived.

At this time, across the Tianxia Commercial Bank, Shen Yue, Meng Fan and others were preparing to enter.

When Murong Jiao saw Shen Yuyu, her tears couldn't stop flowing down her face. She ran over and threw herself into Shen Yuyu's arms.

“Sister Yu Yu, I don’t want to live anymore~~”

(End of this chapter)

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