Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"I grew up in Yuecheng since I was a child. What do you mean by asking this question, sir?"

Pei Zhaoli's eyes were deep, and his black pupils seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, which made people shudder.

Yan Boxi stood aside and realized that Pei Zhaoli was much taller than him, with a tall and slender figure, elegant manners, and a scholarly air.

"Since you are a native of Yuecheng, why don't you give me this pair of white magnolia earrings?"

When Chu Xiaoran heard that the man in front of him wanted to snatch the white magnolia earrings that he had set his eyes on, his face immediately darkened.

Yan Boxi stood in front of Chu Xiaoran, but his facial features, which were gradually becoming more refined, were no match for Pei Zhaoli.

Pei Zhaoli glanced lazily at Chu Xiaoran in front of him, curled his lips to reveal a hint of ridicule, and said meaningfully: "Young Master, you look like you don't want to give in."

"Who are you? Isn't it a first come first served rule when buying things? You're the last one here, what are you talking about with your mouth open?"

Yan Boxi was also good at talking. Although Pei Zhaoli looked good and had the temperament of a young man from an aristocratic family, his behavior was not as upright as that of ordinary people.

Chu Xiaoran stared at Pei Zhaoli's face for a long time. This man seemed very familiar. Has he seen him before?

But I...have never heard of this person in Yuecheng, could it be...

He is the son of Prince Qingping, Pei Zhaoli?

If there was a handsome young man in Yuecheng, it would have been widely known long ago. Besides, when Pei Zhaoli first came to Yuecheng, there was a lot of commotion and people were talking about him everywhere.

"How dare you, lowly slave, speak to my master like that?"

The servant behind him took a step forward, wanting to teach Yan Boxi a lesson, but Pei Zhaoli raised his hand to stop him.

"Qingzhu, step back."

The shopkeeper also stepped out to smooth things over: "Mr. Pei, your presence has brought honor to our small shop. I have some new earring styles here, would you like to take a look?"

"Shopkeeper, the things in this shop are indeed rare. It is worthy of being one of the best jewelry stores in Yuecheng. However, I just like the white magnolia earrings that this gentleman just accepted. If they are gone, forget it."

Although Pei Zhaoli said this, his eyes were always fixed on Chu Xiaoran not far away. Chu Xiaoran was very calm, but the temperaments of the two were different, and he always felt that the man in front of him was not simple.

"Mr. Pei, please wait a moment. I will expedite the process of custom-making a pair of white magnolia earrings for you. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to offend either side. After all, they were both guests, so he had to deal with both of them.

"But after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will be returning to the capital. I want to wear these earrings during the martial arts competition to find a bride. Shopkeeper, can you help me make them in the next few days?"

Pei Zhaoli was just nitpicking. He knew full well that making something as delicate and exquisite as the white magnolia earrings took the longest time and required a lot of thought and time.

The shopkeeper's face instantly fell, and he looked at Chu Xiaoran in front of him with some embarrassment. Chu Xiaoran had only come to his shop recently, but he knew that this man was not easy to mess with. The one who was not easy to mess with was not the man in front of him, but the woman behind him.

"But, in such a short time, I'm afraid you won't be able to make the white magnolia earrings. Mr. Pei, you can take a look at other things. If you like them, I can give you a low price."

The servant behind Pei Zhaoli was not happy when he heard this. He stood up and pointed at the shopkeeper's nose and cursed: "What do you mean by this? You look down on our young master, right? Our company has plenty of money, so why would we care about your jewelry? In the capital, anyone would offer our young master anything he wants. How can he be humiliated by you in a small jewelry store like yours, right?"

Yan Boxi also got angry when he heard that. He came to Xiao Si and slapped the hand of the servant who was pointing at the shopkeeper: "Since your son is so presentable, how could he raise a vicious person like you?"

Pei Zhaoli raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on Chu Xiaoran again, he curled the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "This brother looks young, can you please let me have this earring?"

"As expected, like master, like servant. How shameless."

Yan Boxi held the box containing the earrings tightly in his other hand. Although Chu Xiaoran was not afraid of trouble, he also knew that he could not afford to offend the man in front of him for the time being. However, these earrings were also carefully selected by him as a gift for his wife, so they certainly could not be given away so easily.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean? Don't you understand?"

Yan Boxi gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Pei Zhaoli in front of him.

Pei Zhaoli seemed to be indifferent, with a gentle expression on his face. He was used to acting in front of outsiders. In the capital, he always had to shuttling back and forth between banquets hosted by the sons of various wealthy families. Although they all did so for the sake of their mother's face, no one could speak to him like that.

"Ran'er."