Even someone like Xiao Che, who usually couldn’t stand Jin Luoluo’s casual behavior, had to admit at this moment that this woman’s beauty was vivid and full of life—far more striking to men than the same old gentle and obedient type.
Jin Luoluo looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, then cast them a narcissistic yet pitying glance. “Sigh~~ can’t be helped. When a person reaches the peak, that lonely feeling of having no rivals… you people just wouldn’t understand. It’s cold at the top~~ How I wish I were just a small merchant—that way I’d still have something to strive for~~”
Xiao Yu and Xiao Che were speechless.
What “peerless beauty”? Just when they were about to praise her, she revealed such a narcissistic side.
As the richest person, yet saying she wished she were a small trader—if the merchants of Chu Yun Kingdom heard this, they’d probably cough up blood in anger.
This woman was simply asking for a beating—classic case of gaining advantages while still acting modest about it.
The luxurious carriage passed through the street and turned into Baiyun Street. This was the commercial district, lined with shops—most of the capital’s famous stores had a place here.
As the richest, Jin Luoluo owned three shops on this very street.
“Swish”—Jin Luoluo quickly pulled down the curtains on both sides and muttered that it was too noisy and annoying.
“Luoluo, isn’t your silk shop on this street? Why aren’t you taking a look?” Xiao Yu, who rarely came to such lively places, was curious about the life of common people and tried to peek outside.
“Hehe, seeing it every day gets annoying too. What’s there to look at? Chatting is more interesting—let’s just talk,” Jin Luoluo said, tugging the curtains tightly, refusing to let Xiao Yu open them.
Xiao Che frowned and glanced down at her hands, feeling that she seemed a bit tense.
An inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
“Jin Luoluo, suddenly pulling down the curtains and not letting us look—you wouldn’t have done something behind our backs again, would you?” Xiao Che’s tone was full of certainty.
Judging from her past misdeeds, when this woman started dodging the topic like this, it usually meant something was off.
His unease grew even stronger.
Jin Luoluo forced a smile and waved her hand, flatly denying it. “How could that be? We’re so familiar with each other—how could I possibly do anything to wrong you?”

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