I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 288: Something Big Has Happened

Lin Wan'er quickly came over with a smile, her voice as clear and melodious as a nightingale's song.

"Young master, why don't you try it yourself? You'll see how wonderful it is once you try it."

The man gently put down the lipstick in his hand, slowly shook his head, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, carrying a hint of nonchalance.

"This young master is not so easily persuaded by a few words."

After saying that, he turned around gracefully, as if to leave the bustling shop.

Fang Xiao was extremely anxious and blurted out loudly without thinking.

"Please wait, sir. If you are not satisfied after trying it, our shop will not charge you a penny."

Upon hearing this, the man stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, and a barely perceptible hint of interest flashed in his deep eyes.

"Alright, then I'll trust you this time."

Fang Xiaoxiao personally selected a lipstick that complemented the man's temperament and gently and patiently taught him the techniques and methods of application.

The man stared at his reflection in the jewel-encrusted bronze mirror in the shop, and was slightly taken aback.

His originally cold and aloof face was softened by this perfectly placed touch of color.

It miraculously gained a touch of gentleness and indescribable charm, as if an iceberg, under the warm spring sun, was gradually melting into a warm stream.

"Hmm, that's somewhat unexpected."

Although there was a hint of appreciation in the man's tone, he then frowned slightly and abruptly changed the subject.

"This lipstick is wonderful, but I have one condition."

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with doubt and tension.

The man crossed his arms, his expression relaxed yet firm, leaving no room for refusal.

"I want to invest in your lipstick business, otherwise..."

Fang Xiaoxiao crossed her arms over her chest, her bright eyes staring directly at the man without flinching, her face radiating determination and stubbornness, her clear voice resounding.

"Young master, this lipstick business was built up from scratch by Wan'er and me day and night, racking our brains."

You haven't invested anything, yet you're asking to invest? I'm afraid I simply cannot agree.

The man's previously calm expression instantly turned to astonishment, clearly not expecting that this seemingly delicate woman would so resolutely reject him.

"Young lady, are you aware that refusing me might cause unexpected trouble for your small business?"

The man's voice was deep and somewhat oppressive, like dark clouds looming overhead.

Fang Xiaoxiao was not intimidated at all. Instead, she straightened her back, took a small step forward, raised her delicate chin, and responded without fear.

“Young master, I understand very well that this business represents countless hours of hard work and sweat from Wan’er and me.”

If you genuinely appreciate our lipsticks, feel free to buy them. Don't even think about getting something for nothing!

Lin Wan'er, who was listening from the side, felt her heart jump into her throat. She couldn't help but gently tug at Fang Xiaoxiao's sleeve, her face full of worry, and whispered something.

"Xiao Xiao, how about we discuss this again..."

Fang Xiaoxiao turned her head and gave Lin Wan'er an extremely firm look, as if her eyes were saying something.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

The man stared intently at Fang Xiaoxiao, his gaze like two sharp arrows trying to pierce her defenses. However, Fang Xiaoxiao did not back down and met his gaze for a long time.

Just as the tense atmosphere seemed to freeze, the man suddenly threw his head back and burst into a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, what a spirited and courageous woman! However, I am not one to give up easily."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves with a flourish, strode out of Lingxi Pavilion without looking back.

As Fang Xiaoxiao watched the man's departing figure, a sense of unease arose in her heart.

"Could this guy really be so angry that he'll come back for revenge?"

Lin Wan'er approached with a worried expression, tightly gripping Fang Xiaoxiao's arm, her voice trembling noticeably.

"Xiao Xiao, have we really offended him too much? What if he..."

Fang Xiaoxiao bit her lip, took a deep breath to bolster her courage, and said.

"Wan'er, don't be afraid! We'll meet force with force and water with earth! We've done nothing wrong, so what are we afraid of?"

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er stood in Lingxi Pavilion, watching the man's departing figure, still wondering if he would really come back to cause trouble.

Just then, a strange servant rushed over and almost bumped into the door frame.

"Ladies, someone asked me to give this to you."

The servant, panting heavily, handed over a mysterious letter.

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er took the letter and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The letter was ordinary, without any special markings, but it was this unusual aspect within its ordinariness that made them uneasy.

"Xiao Xiao, this letter isn't something scary, is it?"

Lin Wan'er's eyes widened, and she gripped Fang Xiaoxiao's arm tightly with both hands.

Fang Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, staring at the letter, her mind racing with questions.

"To open or not to open?"

While they were hesitating, something miraculous happened: the letter slowly opened on its own, as if an invisible hand was at work.

It was written in the letter.

"Don't be afraid, I am here to help you. There is a hidden story behind that man. If you want to resolve this crisis, you need to find the high monk in Qingfeng Temple outside the city."

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er were stunned when they saw this content.

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er were staring at the mysterious letter that had opened on its own, their faces full of astonishment and confusion, before they could even think about it carefully.

Just then, the sounds of the bustling street outside Lingxi Pavilion were suddenly muffled by an invisible hand, followed by a series of neat and heavy footsteps.

Fang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er felt a tightness in their hearts, exchanged a glance, and both saw unease in each other's eyes.

The shop door was slowly pushed open, and sunlight poured in, but was blocked by the figures of a group of people.

Leading the group was Zhang Xuzi, the supervisor of state ceremonies at the Imperial Academy. He wore a dark blue robe embroidered with cloud patterns, a white belt around his waist, and a jade pendant hanging from it, swaying gently with his steps.

Zhang Xuzi had an aged face with regular features and a seemingly kind smile on his lips, but his eyes revealed a shrewdness and cunning that was hard to fathom.

He walked into the shop at a leisurely pace, followed respectfully by his entourage, each with a solemn expression.

"Miss Fang, Miss Lin, how have you been?"

Zhang Xuzi's voice was gentle and mellow, as if an old friend he hadn't seen for many years had come to greet him.

Fang Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, her vigilance undiminished, and said.

"Supervisor Zhang, what brings you here?"