His Beloved Treasure

”No!”

Zhang Rujia finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and then gave a few more emphatic instructions before hanging up.

After Qin Mingzhu hung up the phone, she looked across at the counter opposite and wondered, could that really be Qin Mu’s counter?

JY?

Did it genuinely stand for Jian Yan?

Qin Mingzhu observed the short-haired woman inside the counter introducing clothes to customers; she looked like a boss.

Could that short-haired woman be working for Qin Mu?

Qin Mingzhu then looked back at her own shop, where the clerks stood at the entrance constantly calling out welcomes, but still, no one came in.

By contrast, the number of customers at the counter opposite kept increasing.

Qin Mingzhu couldn’t help but furrow her brows in annoyance as she eyed her own shop’s clerks. The girl was embarrassed as well, smiling outwardly but being ignored, and she also turned back to look at Qin Mingzhu.

”Miss Qin, I want to resign!”

The girl eventually brought up the subject nervously.

Qin Mingzhu was stunned upon hearing this and blinked: Resign? Who gave you permission to resign?

”Even if you don’t let me quit, I can’t go on anymore. Recently our shop has had no business, look at their shop!”

The clerk said, looking longingly at the shop opposite.

Qin Mingzhu also looked over and suddenly became angry. Were these people blind? Their clothing was all top-quality, yet they preferred a shop that had only recently opened, and she noticed that the other store did not offer discounts.

What kind of shop doesn’t offer discounts when it first opens?

”Mrs. Mu!”

Just as Qin Mingzhu was fretting about what to do, she suddenly heard a voice from across the way and looked up to see Feng Fanghua standing there.

”Hmm! What age group does your shop mainly cater to? Do you have anything to recommend for me?”

”Of course!”

Feng Fanghua was holding a little one’s hand, and after she went in to try on clothes, a domestic helper took care of Huanhuan.

Qin Mingzhu put down the paperwork she was working on and walked outside just in time to see Feng Fanghua examining her reflection in the trial mirror after trying on a new outfit.

”With such a good figure, Mrs. Mu, you’d look good in clothes from any age group!”

The shop manager tied the belt on the back of the coat while softly speaking.

”Humph! Flatterer, but old is old!”

Feng Fanghua looked at the woman in the mirror; wearing that coat indeed made her figure seem even more slender, then she looked at her own face, and with...

”Mingzhu?”

Feng Fanghua turned her eyes and saw another girl reflected in the mirror.

”Auntie, what are you doing here?”

Qin Mingzhu stepped forward, then hugged her arm with a smile.

The short-haired manager immediately stepped aside. Qin Mingzhu glanced at her, then coaxed Feng Fanghua: Auntie, if you want to buy clothes, come to our place, what are you doing here? Come on, I will help you choose a couple of the latest models.

”Oh, Mingzhu! I was just taking a look!”

Feng Fanghua, seeing her insistence, promptly reminded her. Although it was awkward, she managed to push Qin Mingzhu’s hand off her arm without anyone noticing.

Qin Mingzhu...

”I’ll come over to you in a bit. How would it look, going to your place while still wearing someone else’s clothes? Look, it seems you have customers now; go over and welcome them.”

Feng Fanghua said, glancing across at Qin Mingzhu’s place.

Upon hearing the word ”customers,” Qin Mingzhu quickly turned back, but just as she was heading over, the customers had already made a circle around their shop and left, heading straight across to their competitors.

”Isn’t that Mrs. Gao?”

Feng Fanghua was about to take off her coat when she saw an acquaintance and immediately stood still to greet her.

”Mrs. Mu? You look so youthful today. Did you bring your granddaughter shopping with you?”

The plump Mrs. Gao greeted her, and after observing Feng Fanghua’s good figure, she felt a touch embarrassed and quickly turned her gaze to the girl playing with brochures beside her.

Huanhuan glanced at her and continued playing with her own things.

”That’s right! Huanhuan, call her Grandma Zhang!”

”Grandma Zhang!”

Huanhuan called out reluctantly.

”Oh, what a well-behaved little girl! But you might damage the brochures if you play with them like that. Better put them down now.”

Mrs. Gao went over and said with a smile.

Seeing this, the manager immediately approached: It’s alright. If the little friend likes it, we can just give it to her.

Mrs. Gao didn’t expect her to be so generous and stood up to scrutinize the manager: You’re the owner, aren’t you?

”Yes!”

”You are very easy to talk to. By the way, do you have the dress Mrs. Mu is wearing in your shop?”

”The one Mrs. Mu is wearing? We have only one style and one size of that!”