Chapter 27 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The man in green clearly didn’t expect Yun Qingyan to respond this way. After he was stunned for a while, he started to smile faintly too.

“Miss Yun, you’re really…” He paused a while as if he needed to find a good adjective. “Really different from other people.”

“That’s right.” Yun Qingyan had tucked her herbs away and was about to leave when she heard these words, so she turned back and flicked her hair. “I am who I am, and I am just so different. There’s no need to be jealous of me, young man, you can be special too.”

Everyone was speechless.

Good heavens, where did this girl get this sort of self-confidence from?

Their Mister was so stylish and incomparably handsome. And her? She was so ugly to look at with such a skinny and pale body. Who on earth would be jealous of her?

Had the Young Mistress of the Yun family gone mad?

“Miss Yun, thank you for the kind words,” the man in green said as he nodded and smiled even more widely.

“Craaaack…”

The shopkeeper felt like he could hear the sound of his jaw dropping to the ground.

Was this… was this man here… really the Mister they knew? Was this man an imposter?

Yun Qingyan ignored their strange looks and just sauntered right out of the main door.

When she walked past Su Ying, an especially hushed voice spoke next to her. “Yun Qingyan, just you wait.”

He didn’t manage to do Yun Qingyan any harm and she actually ended up benefitting from this entire incident. She wasn’t going to be so lucky the next time.

“Sure, I’ll wait.” Yun Qingyan calmly and leisurely nodded her head as she walked past. Then those words that made Su Ying nearly jump on the spot in anger flew out from her mouth, “I’ll wait for you to kneel and call me Grandpa.”

“Why, you!” Su Ying was immediately infuriated.

He knew himself well too. Since his own younger sister hadn’t been able to fight Yun Qingyan, then there was no way he could fight her since he was an Alchemist and not a fighter.

Su Ying secretly glanced at the young man next to him who was dressed just like the shop assistants. His eyes were pleading, anticipatory and reverent, because he was hoping that this man would help to teach Yun Qingyan a lesson.

But the young man didn’t even look at him, he just looked in rather curiously at Yun Qingyan.