Chapter 552: A Scene In Songhe Inn 10 

She went out early in the morning to buy clothes and changed into them while in disguise—utterly despicable behavior. 

On top of that, she was even associated with the State Preceptor. Who else could she be but her? 

Tan Xiangdie was so angry he cursed, “D*mn it!” 

Then he turned around, jumped onto the wall, and promptly left. 

Qi Qingyao was confused by his sudden departure. Figuring that he was afraid of Li Ruoxuan, she said softly to his disappearing figure, 

“If you don’t have the guts to offend someone, don’t boast so much next time.” 

… 

Wen Chuji and her posse had originally wanted to have morning tea in Songhe Inn, but had been driven into a bad mood by the wild little girl who wore the same robe as her. Not only was she unable to finish her tea, those two even ran off and made her pay their bill. Wen Chuji was so angry she did not bother finishing her tea. After paying the bill, she left Songhe Inn huffily with Jiang Liluo and the others and went straight to Ziyun Boutique. She wanted to go there and get to the bottom of what was going on with the robe, whether it was counterfeit or real! 

“Shopkeeper.” Wen Chuji’s tone was accusatory as soon as she entered through the door. 

The shopkeeper was in a great mood since he had just sold a limited edition piece this morning. He welcomed them with a smile while dusting with a feather duster. “Oh, it’s Miss Wen and Miss Jiang, please come in.” 

After Wen Chuji stepped inside, she said aggressively, “Shopkeeper, I’ll cut to the chase. I want to tell you that someone is parading through the streets wearing the same orange maple robe as mine. Since when did Ziyun Boutique allow other shops to produce counterfeits as they pleased? You embarrassed me in front of that person!” 

“Oh, where do I start, Miss Wen?” 

The shopkeeper felt a little awkward. He rubbed his hands together and explained, “If you’re talking about this robe, I sold one this morning as soon as the shop opened. So the person you met is most likely not wearing a counterfeit.” 

“Ah?” He sold one? Wen Chuji was stunned. 

Jiang Liluo’s jaw almost dropped. “Boss, did you make a mistake?” 

Jiang Liluo asked, “Since when did the standards of Ziyun Boutique drop to simply selling off a limited edition robe?” 

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the shopkeeper explained, “Beautiful ladies, this humble one did not sell it off simply. The maid who bought it is from the State Preceptor’s residence. This humble one thought that she was likely buying it for Lady Qi, who is the future young mistress of the Li family, so she certainly has the qualifications and class to wear that robe.” 

“W-w-what did you say?” What Lady Qi! What maid? Jiang Liluo felt that her brain was being fried. 

Wen Chuji caught the keyword and asked, “Did you just say Lady Qi?” 

The shopkeeper nodded absent-mindedly. “That’s right. The maid is genuinely from the State Preceptor’s residence.” 

Not comprehending, Jiang Liluo asked, “But the one who was wearing that robe just now is not Qi Qingyao, but a very ordinary-looking person. I have heard that the little widow Qi QIngyao had decent looks!” 

“Uh…” The shopkeeper still had not caught up with what was going on. 

Jiang Liluo soon answered her own question. “Could it be that the maid wore that robe and paraded around the streets?” 

“It- It can’t be.” The shopkeeper was speechless. 

Jiang Siliu, who was listening to their conversation, had a sudden epiphany. She smacked her forehead and said, “No wonder I thought the voice was familiar.” 

“Familiar how?” Wen Chuji turned her head and asked. 

Jiang Siliu said very seriously, “That person just now was probably Qi Qingyao! I just recalled her voice, it must be her!”