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"Sir, I believe I don't know you, and there is nothing for us to discuss!"
One could easily guess what this Ancestor wanted to talk about, but in Shen Qingyou's view, her life trajectory and Qing Cang's life trajectory were like two intersecting parallel lines, never to meet again!
The pressure from her family and her own feelings of inferiority had all led Shen Qingyou to halt in front of love. Now, being cruel was merely paving a way for survival in the future.
"Sister Shen, first, I think even if you don’t recognize me, you know who I am; second, there are many things we need to discuss..."
Qing Guo Bo lifted his confident gaze and casually swept it over Shen Qingyou. This woman, with her delicate features, indeed possessed a unique aura.
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In an elegantly decorated tea house, Shen Qingyou sat opposite Qing Guo Bo, respectful yet not humble, polite yet not submissive. Her clear eyes focused on the swirling green tea in the cup, mirroring her current mood...
"Sister Shen, with your intelligence, you must have guessed why I sought you out!"
While holding the teacup, Qing Guo Bo spoke slowly, his gaze inadvertently drifting over Shen Qingyou's beautiful face, observing the slightest change in her expression.
Shen Qingyou smiled faintly, the corners of her lips curving into an appealing arc. Not servile nor impatient, she slowly let out three words from her throat: "I don't know..."
Don't know? How could she not know? This girl truly had some nerve. The suppressed anger began to gather at Qing Guo Bo's forehead. This woman had ruined his promising engagement with the Dong Family, destroyed Qing Cang's bright future, and tarnished his long-cultivated reputation. Now she pretended to be completely innocent and unaware?
It seemed that without showing her a bit of color, she would never realize her own significance.
Thinking of this, Qing Guo Bo deliberately smashed the cup in his hand. The sound startled a nearby waitress, who hurried over. After giving Qing Guo Bo a cold glance at his faded old uniform, she said coldly, "Five hundred yuan!"
"What did you say?"
Qing Guo Bo pretended not to hear. "What? Say it again?"
"I said, you broke our cup, and you need to pay five hundred yuan."
"This broken cup is worth five hundred yuan? Clearly, you're trying to extort me!"
Shen Qingyou couldn't stand the middle-aged woman's arrogant demeanor and stood up angrily.
"Our cups are all custom-made, one of a kind. If one breaks, the whole set is useless!"
The middle-aged woman was quite serious, but this cup was obviously just an ordinary cup that could be seen on the street. How could it be so precious or unique?
"You're talking nonsense!"
Shen Qingyou glared at the middle-aged woman, completely disregarding her manners in front of Qing Guo Bo. After all, she had no intention of having any future interactions with this family named Qing, so why bother to hide her feelings?
"I don't care; our Tea House has rules. Whoever breaks a cup has to pay!"
"Paying is fine, but five yuan..."
Shen Qingyou began to utilize her bargaining skills from her time as a housewife, extending five fingers towards the middle-aged woman, indicating the significant difference between five hundred and five.
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