Upon hearing Feng Xueyan’s gentle teasing, Hu Xiaobei coughed a few times, awkwardly rubbing his nose.
Soon, he stammered and opened his mouth, "Uh, what are you saying! I just think this kind of marketing is a little inappropriate!"
She glanced at Hu Xiaobei and giggled, "Really? Then why do I smell a hint of jealousy?"
His eyebrow twitched, and Hu Xiaobei continued to insist, "That’s because there’s something wrong with your nose!"
"Haha! Fine, let’s say it’s my nose that’s the problem, how about that!"
"Exactly!"
"Haha!"
After their bickering, the somewhat annoyed Hu Xiaobei and the smiling her left the place together...
...
"What’s going on, it’s not my first time opening a store, why am I so nervous that I can’t sleep?"
At night, under the cold moonlight, Feng Xueyan, wearing a deep purple nightgown, looked at the distant pale moonlight, murmuring to herself.
At this moment, if someone else were here, they’d definitely be amazed by her perfectly enchanting figure.
Unfortunately, this was Hu Xiaobei’s territory, so if anyone appeared, it could only be Hu Xiaobei.
So others wouldn’t have the chance to feast their eyes.
While Feng Xueyan murmured to herself, she recalled opening her first store.
Back then, because of a lack of experience, Feng Xueyan was truly nervous.
But later, once she gained experience, she wasn’t as nervous anymore.
This time, however, she was nervous once again...
This puzzled her, as she couldn’t understand why she was nervous...
...
"Don’t know why you’re nervous? It’s simple, Xueyan sister, because your heart is unsettled!"
Upon hearing someone respond, Feng Xueyan turned around and found a girl standing behind her, wearing a silk robe just like hers.
"Junjun sister, you haven’t slept yet either, did I disturb you earlier?"
Recognizing the girl as Feng Junjun, Feng Xueyan proactively apologized.
She knew Feng Junjun lived quite close, so she thought she might have disturbed her.
Feeling Feng Xueyan’s nervousness, Feng Junjun gently waved her hand, "What are you talking about! You didn’t disturb me. I just happened to come out to enjoy the scenery and ran into you. Wasn’t I the one intruding on you?"
"No, you came at the right time, I was getting bored by myself!"
Laughing lightly, Feng Xueyan pointed to the seat next to her, invitingly saying, "Junjun sister, come sit down, let’s have a nice chat. I’ve been busy with store renovations and haven’t had time to properly chat with you."
"Sure!"
Feng Junjun agreed and quickly sat in the seat next to Feng Xueyan...
Seeing Feng Junjun seated, Feng Xueyan lazily picked up a wine glass and skillfully poured two glasses of red wine.
After pouring, she gently swirled the glass, lazily saying, "I like having some red wine to help me sleep before bed. Do you like it?"
Glancing at them, Feng Junjun gently shook her head, "I’ve never tried it before!"
"You should try it, it’s good for sleep."
As she spoke, Feng Xueyan carried the two crystal-clear glasses of red wine over.
Feng Junjun hesitated for a moment before accepting a glass...
In that instant, a refreshing aroma of wine spread through the air.
Though not a frequent drinker, Feng Junjun found the scent quite pleasant...
Seeing Feng Junjun examining it, Feng Xueyan softly said, "This isn’t high-proof, so it’s quite mild. You can try it."
"Since you like it, have a bit more later. I used to drink alone, and it was sometimes a bit dull. Now, with you here, it feels nice."
"Xiaobei likes to drink, didn’t you have him accompany you?"
Hearing Feng Junjun mention that little bastard, she puffed her cheeks and said irritably, "Don’t bring him up! That heartless guy, who knows where he’s run off to now!"
"Haha! True!"
Feng Junjun chuckled gently, once more raising her glass for a sip.
This time, with more time to savor it, she found its taste even better than before.
Seeing Feng Junjun savoring, Feng Xueyan refilled her glass, then looked at Feng Junjun, saying, "Alright, let’s talk about something serious. Earlier, you said my heart is unsettled? What do you mean?"
"I mean your heart is unsettled! Xueyan sister, do you carry a compact mirror with you?"
"No!"
With a gentle laugh, Feng Junjun directly said, "Then go find a mirror now."
"Okay!"
Though unsure of Feng Junjun’s intentions, Feng Xueyan quickly ran back to her room.
Soon, she returned with a small makeup mirror.
She often touched up her makeup, so she really did carry a mirror with her.
Seeing Feng Xueyan handing over the delicate mirror, Feng Junjun gently waved her hand, "Xueyan sister, you don’t need to give it to me. I asked you to bring it to look at yourself."
"Look in the mirror? Did my makeup smudge?"
"You’ll know once you look!"
Nodding gently, Feng Xueyan glanced in the mirror, soon seeing her reflection, but her makeup seemed fine...
Looking carefully for a moment more, Feng Xueyan looked at Feng Junjun and said, "Junjun sister, what am I supposed to see? No matter how I look, everything seems fine! My makeup is exactly as it was before."

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