"A heartless ingrate like her—why should we even care about her?" "Ah, let's drop it. What if she refuses to sell you that Beauty Pill?" "Then so be it. It's not like we're begging to throw money at her." Lu Qi said nonchalantly. Qiao Shiyue's eyes darted around. "She's all alone in Goose City. The Qiao family wants to protect her, but they're too far away to do anything. She's got such a rare treasure in her hands—what if someone with ill intentions targets her and something happens?" Lu Qi caught on immediately and said, "That shouldn't happen, right? Even if something does, it won't fall on the Qiao family's head. With a personality like hers, she needs a good lesson. If she doesn't suffer a bit out there, how will she ever know how good she had it before?" "True enough. I hope Sister can come to her senses soon. I'm heading back to rest now." Qiao Shiyue returned to the hotel herself. Lu Qi also went back to her room, already scheming to find someone to deal with Shen Yunyun. Qiao Shiyue had given her an idea. Since she wouldn't take the easy way out, she had no one to blame but herself for what was coming. She had to teach Shen Yunyun a lesson on behalf of the Qiao family—this was getting out of hand. She was just a foster daughter of the Qiao family—what gave her the right to act so recklessly? Such an ungrateful wretch deserved punishment from everyone. She was merely carrying out justice. While she was plotting her shady schemes, Qiao Shiyue was hatching her own plans. She first contacted Liao Zhen. From the information she had, Tang Yu was Shen Yunyun's biggest backer, but Liao Zhen was her right-hand man. If she could turn Liao Zhen against her, Shen Yunyun would surely suffer a heavy blow. She had considered going after Tang Yu first, but he had been present during her last clash with Shen Yunyun, making it no easy task to sway him. So, she settled for the next best thing—cut off one of her arms first. Liao Zhen had no idea about the relationship between Qiao Shiyue and Shen Yunyun, and she approached him posing as an investor. When he saw Qiao Shiyue in person, Liao Zhen was a bit taken aback. Were young people these days all so precocious? His boss was sixteen or seventeen, and now here was another one? He sized her up. "Forgive me for asking, but are you an adult?" Qiao Shiyue clearly liked that question and smiled. "Don't worry, I'm an adult. Need to see my ID?" She pulled out her ID card as she spoke. After seeing the age on the ID, Liao Zhen didn't want to say another word. He thought to himself, *Is cosmetic surgery really this advanced these days?* Not a single trace of it showed. This poor girl—she must have gone under the knife just to cater to some men's tastes, turning herself into that pale, young, slender ideal. It was completely unnecessary. A girl living with self-confidence, self-assurance, and strength was worth more than anything. A chubby girl could still be confident. A skinny girl could still be strong. Being like his boss was just fine. Liao Zhen didn't realize he was a textbook example of double standards. Qiao Shiyue thought her personal charm should be more than enough—handling a mere fruit vendor should be a piece of cake. But she never expected to see pity in Liao Zhen's eyes. She was instantly furious. What right did a lowly fruit vendor have to pity her? She was the eldest daughter of the Qiao family—what did he have to pity her for? Her anger burned, but she had to force it down. "I came to see you today to recruit talent," Qiao Shiyue said bluntly. "What do you mean?"