Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"Sir, why are you here?"

Yan Daoxue had just settled the account books in his hand when he looked up and saw Chu Xiaoran and Yan Boxi.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Yan Boxi raised his hand and took the account book on the table. Looking at the densely packed accounts on it, he felt his head a little dizzy.

"I just settled the accounts. Why are you here, sir?"

After Nan Chenliang came, the young master seldom went out and spent most of his time hanging around Nan Chenliang, fearing that something might happen to him again.

"I want to come to the cloth shop to pick out some cloth for Nan Chenliang and make some suitable clothes for him."

Yan Daoxue stood up and stretched his muscles. He was the eldest of three brothers. He was usually calm and studious, and had been in the cloth shop for a long time.

Hearing Chu Xiaoran say this, he quickly waved his hand and asked the waiter next to him to take out all the new fabrics that had arrived recently.

"These are the newly arrived fabrics. They look quite elegant to me. I think Young Master Nan will like them."

"How could he have the heart to look at these fabrics when he is like this? Young Master Nan is really miserable."

Yan Boxi wanted to continue speaking, but Yan Daoxue gave him a glare, so Yan Boxi had to shut up.

"Sir, Boxi didn't mean to say that."

Chu Xiaoran's expression remained normal, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Onlookers all knew that the person Nan Chenliang liked was Nan Jinming. Now that they knew the news that they were getting married, they naturally felt very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, let me take a look at the fabric first."

Xiao Er was holding three pieces of cloth in her hand, one was light blue, one was turquoise, and one was brown. The brown one looked older.

"This light blue one just arrived. The pattern on it is green bamboo, outlined with silver thread. It's not prickly, and the fabric is very soft."

"The turquoise fabric looks light and elegant, and the pattern on it is embroidered with mountains and rivers. If it is made into clothes, it should be quite nice."

Yan Daoxue was giving Chu Xiaoran a detailed introduction. He had spent a lot of time and effort on this business in the past few days and had a good grasp of it.

Chu Xiaoran stretched out his slender fingers and stroked the silver threads and green bamboo on the blue cloth. The soft touch made him feel moved, it was indeed not bad.

"What's the commotion outside?"

Yan Daoxue frowned. He was so engrossed in calculating the bill just now that he didn't notice that there were few people in the store.

"Manager Yan, there is a crazy man outside, sitting at the stairs, not letting anyone in. I don't know where he came from, and I don't dare to chase him away."

The waiter was just hired, so she was rather timid. When people outside made trouble, she just hid behind Yan Daoxue and learned from him.

"Someone is causing trouble, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yan Daoxue frowned.

Chu Xiaoran had a calm face: "The man outside is Chu Zixuan. The Chu family has been closed down. Now he has nowhere to go, so he can only stay outside. Don't worry about him. He used to be the most face-saving. As long as no one pays attention to him, there will always be a moment when he will leave on his own."

Chu Xiaoran has known Chu Zixuan very well in the Chu family over the years. This person will not give up until he achieves his goal. The more you pay attention to him, the more he will become more aggressive.

"He really has the nerve to come."

Yan Daoxue stretched out his hand and pinched his brows. All the bad debts in this room were due to his family. It was such a big cloth shop before, but now it has become like this. It took a long time to clean up.

"Don't worry about him, just do your business well."

Chu Xiaoran looked at the two pieces of cloth. Both were very good. Since they were from his home anyway, he might as well use them all to make clothes.

"Use these two pieces of cloth to make clothes. This is the size of Chenliang's clothes. I took the measurements while he was asleep."

Chu Xiaoran took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and then unfolded it. On it were written the specific measurements of his height and width. He was always very careful in doing things, and Yan Boxi didn't even know when he had measured it.

"Don't worry, sir. What style do you want to choose here?"

“Whatever is popular is fine.”

Nan Chenliang used to love beauty, and he deserves to wear the most beautiful clothes in the world.

After Chu Xiaoran solved the problem of clothes, he walked out of the cloth shop and saw a group of people following Chu Zixuan, chasing Chu Zixuan to the street corner.

"What do those people do?"

"The Chu family owes a lot of money, so they must be here to ask for it."

Chu Xiaoran sighed slightly. Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven.