Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 389 - 390: Continue (1)_1

Chapter 389: Chapter 390: Continue (1)_1

The white figure still lingered by the window, watching Nan Feng.

Their eyes met, and the figure waved at her. Startled briefly, Nan Feng waved back.

...

Nan Feng had just returned to her store when Feng Gu handed her a letter. "Sister Nan Feng, this is for you."

"What is it?"

"Someone from our local Business Association brought it over. They want you to join," Feng Gu said, her curiosity piqued.

The Business Association?

Indeed, every region has its own Business Association, and Ping County is no exception.

However, those who could join were usually successful merchants, right?

Nan Feng extracted the letter from the envelope to read it.

It was an invitation. If she agreed to join, she just needed to fill in her details on the invitation and submit it to the Business Association.

At the moment, Nan Feng didn’t know much about the business association, so she decided to hold off, do some research first before joining. She felt it would be redundant to join an organization that only charged fees without offering any benefits.

Seeing Nan Feng place the letter on the counter, Feng Gu hurriedly poured a cup of tea. "Sister Nan Feng, how was the Courtesan Competition? Who got selected? Were they as beautiful as fairies, all ethereal and things?"

Nan Feng couldn’t help but laugh. "You talk about fairy-like beauty, if you were up on that platform, you might have easily taken the crown."

"How could that be? You’re just making fun of me, Sister Nan Feng," Feng Gu flushed at the compliment.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I don’t want this tea. I’ve had enough at the Tea House, and now I need to pee."

"Sister Nan Feng, you shouldn’t use the vulgar term ’pee’. You should say ’excuse myself’."

"...." Nan Feng hadn’t even said ’pee’.

...

By evening, Bro Ye showed up as well. He came to the store to fetch Nan Feng first. Seeing Bro Ye brought joy to Nan Feng’s face.

He had just finished his shift and hadn’t even eaten. Nan Feng was in the same boat, she hadn’t even had lunch, just a couple cups of tea. So, she had Feng Gu go get some groceries, emphasizing the importance of getting a chicken. Then, she headed home with Bro Ye.

For some reason, she naturally held Bro Ye’s arm during their trip home. She narrated how she almost became the Courtesan today and said thankfully, "Thankfully, Long San saved my grace. I would have surely become famous otherwise."

But Bro Ye ignored all the other details, only asking, "Did you get hurt during the fight?"

He stopped in the street, seemingly wanting to rip off her clothes to check.

A warmth spread through Nan Feng’s heart. She realized she exaggerated the story and hurriedly reassured Bro Ye, "Not at all! Just a few blokes. How could they possibly be a match for me? I didn’t get hurt."

"Next time, if there’s any beauty contest like this, steer clear of it. Don’t try to blend into the crowd," Bro Ye advised and added, "Just in case you get selected and there’s no one to save you."

Nan Feng laughed, "Alright, I promise I won’t mingle in such events in the future. What about you? What have you been up to these days?"

"Just handling some tasks assigned by Lord Song," Bro Ye commented vaguely. He was a man of few words and preferred not to discuss his work.

...

Once back in their mansion, Nan Feng had Bro Ye rest in her room for a while.

He must be exhausted from the past few days.

When Feng Gu returned with the groceries, Nan Feng joined her in the kitchen, regardless of Feng Gu’s insistence that she could manage alone. Nan Feng would rather make chicken soup for Bro Ye herself to nourish him.