My host is cold and scumbag

Yu Qingxu packed up sadly, and Ah Fu came over to say that everyone had arrived. He also winked and said in a sly way, "The lady is waiting for you outside."

Although he thought in his heart that this was the woman that Awu had kept with him, the unrealistic feeling of being his wife in name made him blush and his heart beat fast.

He nodded in response, then walked out in small steps. Zhao Xinyun was wearing a slim-fitting azure blue gown with a tight belt that showed off her superior waist-to-body ratio. Except for her usual simple and unconventional hairstyle, every time Yu Qingxu looked at her, he felt that Zhao Xinyun had a kind of inhumanity that did not belong to the secular world.

She seemed to look at everyone the same way. If I could get a little indulgence from her, I would always think that she would show a more vivid expression and look. Just like...

He also wanted to know what it would be like to be able to kiss this woman.

Yu Qingxu paced and stopped beside Zhao Xinyun. Zhao Xinyun nodded and gave in, apparently wanting Yu Qingxu to walk in front. Yu Qingxu felt conflicted, as he was actually used to walking behind a woman.

Especially women who hold a different weight in your heart, like your mother, or the elder you respect, or your future wife.

Yu Qingxu glanced at Zhao Xinyun, who stood sideways, which was equivalent to Qingxu's reaction. Yu Qingxu didn't know what Zhao Xinyun wanted to do, but he still walked to the front obediently and led Zhao Xinyun to the study.

The study has always been a place for discussing things and making decisions, but Yu Qingxu felt that there were too many people and the study was too small, so he never led anyone to the study. Besides, he had a lot of messy thoughts in the study, which he hadn't cleaned up yet, so he was afraid that others would peek at them and embarrass himself.

Yu Qingxu slowly saw the crowd in front of him, with Zhao Xinyu following closely behind. He felt a sense of security that followed him like a shadow, and suddenly he had the confidence to straighten his back. He walked forward with a smile on his face, and was about to bend his knees and bow his head to salute, when a big hand suddenly fell on Yu Qingxu's waist, and a gentle body pressed against Yu Qingxu's back.

Zhao Xinyun leaned close to Yu Qingxu's ear and smiled softly: "Your waist is so soft, you should use it somewhere else. This place is crowded, so it won't work."

Yu Qingxu's face flushed red, and he felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to push Zhao Xinyun away. Zhao Xinyun retreated a little, and took the opportunity to stick close to him: "Your legs are weak, don't do this in front of others in the future, okay?"

"You!!" Yu Qingxu's eyebrows were charming, and he glared at the woman. Zhao Xinyun felt that Yu Qingxu's eyes were fierce but soft, with a hint of cleanliness and a little bit of affection. Her hand was on the man's waist, like a vine, sliding from the waist to Yu Qingxu's abdomen. She leaned lazily on the man's back and sighed, "Oh, Master. I'm so tired."

Yu Qingxu shuddered, and a current continued to spread throughout his body from the intimate contact of his abdomen. He didn't know whether his red face was red or shy. He grabbed the back of Zhao Xinyun's hand, lowered his eyebrows and bit his lips. This seemingly sweet interaction was the sour love between young people, which made the group of old-timers show complicated and gnashing expressions. It seemed that they wanted to bite this woman who showed off her love and didn't care about the lives of others to death.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the two of them flirted blatantly in broad daylight. They were so proud of themselves that they seemed to have no need to hide their feelings since they had been exposed anyway. Anyone who saw this would clench their fists.

Zhao Xinyun pushed the man a few steps, glanced at the group of people, and laughed softly: "I don't know where I embarrassed myself. The master has hidden me for so long. If it weren't for the anxiety of the shopkeepers, the master would not have given me this title. Thank you very much."

Yu Qingxu trembled a few times again, and the old foxes in front of him looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit. After all, no one expected that the Yu family had a trick up their sleeve.

Someone said with a gloomy face: "Sir, since we are here to discuss matters, how can you bring this gigolo woman here? In broad daylight, how can you...how can you...be so disrespectful."

That person was also unhappy. How could others not feel jealous when grapes were picked and eaten by someone whose background and identity were unknown? Zhao Xinyun narrowed her eyes. The morning breeze was warm. She rested her head on Yu Qingxu's shoulder and rubbed it deliberately. She could still see Yu Qingxu's ears that were red and purple.

She chuckled softly and sighed lightly: "Master, she is talking to me about etiquette. The master has been the housekeeper for several days, but he still calls me young master and wants the master to pay respects. It's true, young master's body has never been soft in my hands. Could it be that the master looks down on me..."

The faces of the group of old-timers standing in front turned pale. Zhao Xinyun continued, "I am still young, and I really don't understand what the shopkeepers mean by decorum. Otherwise, teach me from beginning to end. Um~ from the moment you see the master of the house, what should you do to be decorous???"

Yu Qingxu was so aroused by Zhao Xinyun that he was at a loss as to what to do. While trying to keep his composure and maintain his dignity, he couldn't help but let his body go limp in the woman's arms.

He raised his misty eyes, his tone unconsciously diverted by Zhao Xinyun: "I don't know what Madam is talking about. The ladies are over half their lives, so you can tell Qingxu what the meaning of this etiquette is."

The group of shopkeepers in front were dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking elegant and decent like businessmen. The clothes they wore were the allowances given by the Yu Mansion. Even the fact that they could stand here superior to others was because the Yu Mansion was supporting them from behind.

They didn't make a fuss on the day Yu Qingxu was announced as the head of the family, so it would seem a bit stupid to make a fuss now.

I don't know who started it, but someone bent down, saluted, and called out "head of the family."

Some people began to agree with him. Zhao Xinyun squinted his eyes in satisfaction. "Oh, Kyoto is not good at all. The people here are too powerful. If you don't understand people, you won't work for them. I told you to pack up the shop and go back to Jiangnan. These shopkeepers are all very capable. After leaving the Yu family, they will definitely find better jobs and maybe even better ones. Tell the head of the family not to feel sorry for these elderly people over fifty years old. Jiangnan is still better..."

Zhao Xinyun was full of weirdness, just like the evil concubine in the books who brought disaster to the country and the people, blatantly whispering in people's ears, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Close these shops that cost money, make some money, go back to Jiangnan, cultivate yourself well, and give birth to a child soon. Master, have you forgotten that I am difficult to raise... It costs a lot of money..."

Yu Qingxu was really amused by Zhao Xinyun's words. Zhao Xinyun was just after the Yu family's money, but giving it up completely and keeping the assets in his hands to make a living were two different things.

All shop deeds are in Yufu, and all cash flow channels are also in Yufu. The account books have clear entries and exits. Except for the wages paid to the shop managers, everything else belongs to Yufu.

The shopkeepers fell silent. Just as they were about to start making a remonstrance like a virtuous and loyal minister, Zhao Xinyun said leisurely, "It's tiring to stand here. Can you please go in?"

Yu Qingxu pinched the back of Zhao Xinyun's hand tightly, and felt the woman's loosening strength. This time he walked out of the woman's arms easily, and came out of the hotness. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the heat on his body slowly dissipated. He raised his foot and walked towards the study. Zhao Xinyun followed behind Yu Qingxu, waving his hand leisurely, looking at the people who were about to rush forward, and said, "There are too many people, it's uncomfortable. Come one by one."

Yu Qingxu paused, looked at Zhao Xinyun from the side, nodded, and said, "Come one by one."

Zhao Xinyun followed Yu Qingxu and looked around the study. In fact, the design of the study was very clever. Under the table and chairs in the main hall was a step higher than the flat ground. People sitting at the top would look down at the people standing below.

Although the head of the Yu family is kind-hearted, he does not follow the ordinary way in his scheming and clever ideas in controlling people.

Yu Qingxu walked around the desk, folded his hands between his legs, and moved to the side to make a seat. Zhao Xinyun sat down slowly, leaned his body, and leaned his forehead on the armrest, looking uninterested. The door of the study was open, and the two of them didn't say anything, waiting for someone to come up.

I don't know how long I waited, Yu Qingxu was so tired that he sat there stiff. The shopkeeper of West Street came up and Yu Qingxu took out the account book of West Street on the table.

The shops of the East and West Streets were under the supervision of the Yu family, so they were in the most orderly manner and had the clearest account books, which was equivalent to the old master Yu personally managing them. The account books submitted during this period did not have any major flaws, except for some subtle details. If I had not been watching them since I was a child, I would not have noticed them. This was not the most important thing. A few days ago, Ah Fu, who was watching the movements of this group of people, reported that the shopkeepers of the East and West Streets had made moves to meet with the Li family. Although he did not make any big moves, Yu Qingxu wanted to make trouble at this moment.

He had been absent-minded for the past few days and had been trapped in many traps. They came to an end yesterday, and with Zhao Xinyun's deception just now, Yu Qingxu felt that his chance to take back the initiative had come.

Yu Qingxu was about to speak when Zhao Xinyun took the account book and flipped through it. He said to Yu Qingxu, "Master, there is something wrong with the account book."

Yu Qingxu paused. He already knew whether there was a problem with the account book or not. However, Yu Qingxu wanted to use the Li family's matter to hit East and West Streets. The problem with the account book could be solved later. But Zhao Xinyun obviously didn't want Yu Qingxu to talk about the Li family.

She leaned over and came closer. The two of them seemed to be inseparable. Zhao Xinyun whispered, "It's easy to alienate the Li family if you talk about it. This person is still useful."

Let’s not talk about whether the Li family and the two reached a consensus during this ordinary meeting. Even if they did, they would have given up the idea yesterday when the Li family offended Xuanwu. If they didn’t reach a consensus, Yu Qingxu would move the Li family out, and the two would be so angry that they would have the guts to quit. Yu Qingxu’s loss is one thing, and the additional burden of the East and West Streets is another. What Yu Qingxu needs to do is to strike a balance, not to burn everything down when he takes office.

At this time, letting bygones be bygones and talking about family affairs would only make them feel guilty. Naturally, they would examine further issues. Although the Yu family is now headed by a man, the empress has personally bestowed grace on them, and they have a good reputation. If Yu Qingxu can use this grace to protect his own survival, then he can use it together. A smart person takes advantage of the wind to create momentum, not to destroy himself.

Yu Qingxu nodded and threw the account book out. The pages of the book rustled in the air and landed on the side of the street where the shopkeeper of West Street was. The woman was about 40 years old. When she saw the account book falling at her feet, she was so panicked that she almost couldn't stand. Yu Qingxu just said coldly: "Tell the East Street people not to come in. Think it over and hand in a new one."

Zhao Xinyun hugged Yu Qingxu and smiled softly. Yu Qingxu blushed again. She put down her hand and subconsciously hugged the hand still on her waist. This was a dependent posture. Yu Qingxu turned her head and looked at Zhao Xinyun: "Why are you hugging me?"

Zhao Xinyun sighed, "The Second Prince told me to serve you well in the future, otherwise he would strip me and parade me through the streets."

Yu Qingxu paused, his little face was like a little apple, he lowered his head shyly: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Xinyun also sighed in distress, this task was really difficult. Although Yu Qingxu looked weak, he was a man of great ideas. The old patriarch Yu must have told him to move back to Jiangnan, but there had been no movement for such a long time. Zhao Xinyun guessed that there might be some mental illness that had not been dealt with.

Xuanwu, this man, has changed his strategy to approach her. If she doesn't try to get away from him now, she will have to work hard and then he will accuse her of being irresponsible and heartless.

"Why don't you talk to the Second Prince and let me go once this matter is settled? You are sensitive and smart. If I don't take this opportunity to demonstrate for you in front of everyone, it will be hard for you to take this path." Zhao Xinyun rarely spoke from the heart. Upon hearing this, Yu Qingxu sat up straight and said, "You are just acting for the occasion."

Zhao Xinyun sighed, okay, that doesn't make sense. Yu Qingxu said aggrievedly: "I don't need you to care about me."

Yu Qingxu's dependence on intimacy can only be felt after getting close to someone. Even though Zhao Xinyun made it clear that it was just a show, Yu Qingxu still held his arm tightly. If Zhao Xinyun really wanted to deceive him, Yu Qingxu would probably give her anything to make Zhao Xinyun happy.

Love brain is a must.

When the second person came in, Yu Qingxu restrained his expression and said, "The amount of the mixed-color fabrics you mentioned last time is too much. The dyes and fabrics are not rare goods. When they were moved to the backyard of the Yu Mansion, there were almost a hundred pieces. There is not much rain this year. If they have been piled up for many years, why didn't you report it when my mother was alive?"

Since Yu Qingxu is ready to take the initiative at this moment, he should reveal everything he has been holding back for a long time. He can't always be treated as a naive person.

The shopkeeper hesitated and was speechless. Yu Qingxu drew inferences from what Fang Zhaoxinyun had suggested. He spared her face and said softly, "The master will take care of 30% for you. You can find a way to deal with the remaining 70% yourself. There are many kinds of cloth for winter and autumn clothes, the more the better. If there are any holes in the warehouse, fill them up quickly. Don't wait to pile up hundreds of pieces, as the loss will pile up. According to the account book you handed over, the profit is not as good as in previous years. I can only take over your shop according to the contract and fill some items for my wife."

Zhao Xinyun tightened his hands on Yu Qingxu's waist with satisfaction. His pair of cold blue eyes inadvertently looked at the trembling shopkeeper below.

Zhao Xinyun said, "Master, I fell in love with a sword some time ago. It's valuable and hard to find. You should buy a few more shops. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Yu Qingxu remembered the drawing that Ah Fu handed to him last time. As he waited for the shopkeeper to leave, he blushed and lowered his head to mutter.

"I'll buy it for you..."