Rebirth: The Farmer Girl's Backlash.
Chapter 98

In the attic, a young man in red clothes stood by the window. She was playing with the wreath in her hand, and her dazzling eyes remained at the cake shop opposite her.

The cake shop was full of customers. However, that slender and stubborn figure did not appear for a long time. For five days in a row, either the other two girls from the Pei family were out to escort the guests, or the unexpected master never showed up.

The Pei family boy was like a little wolf child. That pair of stars was as if it had disappeared from the world.

His petals swished down. The man in red was hot and smashed the flower with his hand, and the good flower was smashed like now, he was less interested, and he looked lazy, as if he had no bones.

The shopkeeper entered with several men. When the few people saw the dazzling young man standing by the window, the astonishment in their eyes disappeared. However, when the people across looked up, they panicked and lowered their heads, not daring to look into those eyes.

The third young master of the Tan family, the sick legendary son, within two months, He had learned his strengths and weaknesses.

Initially, hearing that the third young master of the Tan family was disliked even though he was the son of a concubine, the current eldest wife was not her mother, but rather a stepmother. In the eyes of the eldest wife, this third child was like a thorn, as if it was stuck in her throat, making her feel uneasy, so he tried every means to expel her from Beijing and put her in this remote place.

The Tan family were imperial merchants, rich as a country, and the Tan family business houses existed all over the world, and the small shops here were nothing at all. The reason why Da Furen put Tan Yizhi in this place was because the people here were completely controlled by Da Furen. As long as the oldest woman gave the order, Tan Yizhi would be the young master of an empty shell.

But had this really happened The oldest woman in the capital would never have imagined how strong and resolute the weak and cool third young master was, that, in a firm and ruthless way of doing things, not as cool as he appeared in the capital.

"Do you know that?" Tan Yizhi's eyes were dark and evil, like demons, but powerful.

"Bruk bruk" all the men shuddered, and knelt down one after another, and bowed on the ground: This slave was born as the third young master's man, and died as the ghost of the third young master, if the slave dares to betray the third young master, let the servant die with no place to bury him.

Tan Yizhi frowned and looked at them with disapproval. Throwing away the flowers in his hand, he lazily walked to the opposite table and sat down. Lifting her up with slender and white fingers, there was a smile in her voice, as if she was chatting with them. But the words that came out made their backs goosebumps and fear in their hearts.

"Why did I let you die? This young master had never been a bloodthirsty person. Betraying me is not as good as dying with just one destiny."

After a deadly silence, everyone kowtowed again to show their loyalty. To prove their loyalty, prostrating to the head was like worshipping a god, each more sincere than the other.

Tan Yizhi was too lazy to see the ugly faces of these people. He knew very well that these people could betray the woman, and one day they could betray him. He never relied on the loyalty of these people. Keeping them now was only to slap the woman's face more neatly, though,

"Alright, stop playing this Young Master. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the end of a broken finger." Tan Yizhi played with her delicate black hair, and her thin lips, as pretty as blushing cheeks, rose maliciously.

His eyes swept over everyone's broken little fingers, and his eyes became deeper, like a wolf ready to hunt at any moment.

These people have unspeakable suffering, only cowards should.

Not long ago, all the shopkeepers woke up and found that their fingers were broken, and blood was still flowing from the broken finger, the shocking blood and severed fingers that appeared on the breakfast table made them understand this.

The fun-loving third young master was a ruthless character. They were afraid, and they did not dare to hate him anymore, and they did not dare to make any more plans when they originally wanted to do the tactics.

At this time, Tan Yizhi sent his subordinates to carry the pill, which was dissolved in water to be drunk by those who were sick, and healed in less than a cup of tea.

If they did not understand what was going on right now, then the management of these many years would be in vain.

Thinking that their life and death depended on each other's thoughts, other than accepting their fate, what else could they do? did they not dare to offend this evil star?.

Upon seeing the servants, Tan Yizhi leaned back in the soft chair. Take the account book at random, and the little characters in the silk show will be seen. The shadow of the girl sitting opposite him and carefully looking at the ledger appeared in his mind not too long ago. Tan Yizhi frowned, and the good mood that had just bounced back was shattered.

“Did anything happen recently across in storeYixiang?” Tan Yizhi knocked on the table in a calm tone.

The servant accompanying her watched Tan Yizhi closely. The boy had been following Tan Yizhi for many years, and knew many things about him. Just like that, he also understood his every word and deed. Don't look at the third young master, whose face was calm now, and his tone was as usual.

It makes no difference, in fact the heart is very irritated. Don't touch him now.

"Sir, the girl is sick." Answer the waiter, and he thinks "Miss Wen is sick, not Miss Pei. The young master was very clever, and should have understood what I meant, right?

Tan Yizhi raised her eyebrows and asked inwardly. The meaning was very clear, as if saying: Then?

Although the boy was not a roundworm in his stomach, he knew what he was thinking. He immediately told me everything he knew.

"Didn't it rain a few days ago? Miss Pei did not bring an umbrella when she came out that day. When he got home, he was soaking wet all over his body. Isn't that a problem?It is said that she had a high fever for several days in a row, and only subsided yesterday, but she still hasn't woken up." Said waiter.

“So she's sick.” Tan Yizhi understood, then said: as a neighbor, shouldn't you visit the sick?.

The servant muttered in his heart: I have never seen you care so much about your neighbor before. Besides, what kind of neighbors are you. Young master is completely unreasonable, you can leave if you want, you have to find such an excuse for yourself.

Tan Yizhi suddenly sat up straight, patted the table, and took a decision: that was her decision. Go downstairs and order in the kitchen to pack some good dishes. This young master will be down after changing clothes. Let's visit the sick .

The waiter came down neatly, intercepted some tasty dishes ordered by some guests in the kitchen, and saw Tan Yizhi coming down wearing light blue clothes right after packing.

The waiter was shocked, and the food box in his hand almost fell down.

Blue shirt? Didn't their young master wear a red shirt? Looks like the sun is rising from the west, right? who does not know that the third young master only likes red clothes.

"What's wrong? Doesn't that look good?" Tan Yizhi looked at her new robe with disdain: I don't like this color either, but the girl likes it.