How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 545: Then Tell Me, What Do You Want?
Pei Shu’er frowned: "I have no worries about selling my goods."
Lin Su gritted her teeth: "Then tell me, what do you want?"
Pei Shu’er raised an eyebrow: "Do you really mean whatever I say goes?"
Lin Su nodded, and Pei Shu’er beckoned her with a finger.
Lin Su leaned in, catching a whiff of a pleasant, nameless floral scent and seeing the shopkeeper’s eyes like water.
She subconsciously thought, under the veil, Manager Pei must be a stunning beauty.
Pei Shu’er’s voice was gentle, tinged with a bit of mockery and a hint of amusement.
Compared to a shopkeeper, she seemed more like an enchantress.
"I want you to loudly denounce Heavenly Immortal Pavilion’s products as ruinous for the face in the street, and drag Pei Lingling through the mud. The bigger the scene you make, the more diligently I’ll work on treating your face."
Lin Su fell silent; this tactic was indeed quite malicious.
Pei Shu’er maintained a calm demeanor.
"If you’re unwilling, then forget it."
Saying this, she was about to go upstairs.
Lin Su gritted her teeth; she had already been harboring resentment against Pei Lingling for a long time.
Only now did she recall past events—Pei Lingling always hogged the spotlight, and every time she suffered a setback, she never said anything.
Moreover, she had always been cast as Pei Lingling’s supporting role.
But this time, it really touched her sore spot.
The Third Prince’s birthday celebration was coming up, and she had to attend.
Whether Pei Lingling did it on purpose or not, it’s unknown.
But this time, those who trusted Pei Lingling got terribly screwed over.
Lin Su immediately gritted her teeth and walked out.
Then Pei Shu’er stood by the door, watching Lin Su leave.
When Pei Shu’er thought Lin Su wouldn’t actually do it, Lin Su did it.
Pei Shu’er couldn’t help but want to laugh, really enough to be considered superficial.
Lin Su didn’t speak herself but had her maid Lu Luo do it, and for a moment, a large crowd gathered at the entrance of Heavenly Immortal Pavilion.
Originally, Heavenly Immortal Pavilion’s business was just barely scraping by, and now it became notorious.
Pei Lingling was going crazy, damn it, is Lin Su an idiot? This isn’t helping matters at all!
She looked over at the shopkeeper in Pei’s Trading House, instantly feeling angry enough to gnash her teeth.
"Manager Pei, if you have the guts, use some respectable methods."
Pei Shu’er shrugged: "A dignified concubine’s daughter of the Pei Family shouldn’t ruin her reputation over a shop that lost its conscience."
As soon as she said this, Pei Lingling was like a mute eating bitter medicine, unable to speak a word.
If her attitude was too aggressive, it would inevitably arouse suspicion among others.
After all, only a small handful of people knew that Heavenly Immortal Pavilion was her business.
If Heavenly Immortal Pavilion had a good reputation, it might be alright, but now that its reputation was so bad, she’d do well to not get involved.
It was the steward of Heavenly Immortal Pavilion who came out and sternly accused Pei Shu’er.
"You’re deliberately framing us because you can’t stand our good business."
Pei Shu’er responded: "Your shop’s face powder causes ruined faces, and it can’t be mentioned?"
More and more women stood up, pointing fingers at the steward.
"It’s just losing conscience! My daughter spent so much money on your face powder, and this is what we get? My daughter’s face is ruined."
Pei Shu’er immediately said: "If Heavenly Immortal Pavilion’s face powder caused any ruined faces, you’re welcome to come to Pei’s Trading House for treatment."
After saying this, some people felt grateful to Pei Shu’er, but many believed she was taking advantage of Heavenly Immortal Pavilion’s misfortune.
Perhaps she didn’t have any real skill.
Of course, even more people lowered their opinion of Heavenly Immortal Pavilion to rock bottom.
"What Heavenly Immortal Pavilion? I think it’s just a disfigurement shop, and that shopkeeper must be heartless."
Pei Lingling’s face looked grim, but she couldn’t talk back; it wouldn’t be wise to rush out and argue at this moment.
Pei Shu’er’s voice remained indifferent: "Lin Su, you haven’t yet revealed who the real shopkeeper behind Heavenly Immortal Pavilion is; it doesn’t count as meeting our agreement."
Lin Su clenched her teeth: "You didn’t mention this requirement before."
Pei Shu’er looked at her calmly, and Lin Su’s sudden nervousness was for nothing.
But, for the sake of her face, she mustered her resolve.
Lin Su bit her lip and said: "Pei Lingling, can you say you have nothing to do with Heavenly Immortal Pavilion? If not, why are you so invested?"
Pei Lingling was stunned; Lin Su was tearing the facade. Previously, she hadn’t declared the shop was hers, just that the shopkeeper was blending suitable face powder for Lin Su.
Pei Lingling said: "Then show me the evidence."
Some of Pei Lingling’s girlfriends also stepped up to accuse her.
"You ruined our faces; didn’t expect you to be so vicious."
Compared to these people, Pei Lingling was far more eloquent, and none of them were her match.
And Pei Lingling had been careful enough while setting up Heavenly Immortal Pavilion that she left no proof, so both sides just went round and round in verbal disputes.
Pei Lingling was fuming.
Lin Su, already parched from arguing, walked into Pei’s Trading House and said: "Is it enough now?"
Since Manager Pei used her to fight with Pei Lingling, she didn’t mind tarnishing Manager Pei’s reputation a bit more; she intended to reveal that it was Manager Pei who instigated her to quarrel with Pei Lingling.
Pei Shu’er said: "Of course."
She never intended for Pei Lingling to admit it all at once; after all, there was no concrete evidence.
But Rome wasn’t built in a day; she could reveal Pei Lingling’s true colors bit by bit.
Pei Shu’er promptly had Yinxing bring a stool, and she treated Lin Su’s face right on the street.
Lin Su was furious; damn it, is this Manager Pei poisonous?
Truly vindictive! After all, she was a well-bred young lady.
Pei Shu’er said: "If you don’t want the treatment, then don’t have it."
Lin Su said: "The sun is too hot, let’s treat it under the eaves."
Pei Shu’er nodded understandingly.
But the place was on high stone steps, making it even easier for everyone to see Lin Su’s face.
Actually, Lin Su’s face remained so bad because the residual toxins weren’t thoroughly cleansed.
She immediately applied some medicinal paste to Lin Su’s face, turning it black, and Lin Su was almost about to cry out of anger.
Fortunately, there were no acquaintances nearby.
Once the paste had been on long enough, Pei Shu’er washed it off.
At this point, Lin Su’s face was neither red nor swollen, but there were some uneven bumps visible.
Pei Shu’er said: "Come back here tomorrow."
The next day, Lin Su woke up to find her once-ruined skin was smoother than ever.
If it weren’t for a few scars not yet healed, she really wouldn’t want to embarrass herself again.
Luckily, this time Pei Shu’er was humane enough to let her inside.
She sighed with relief, at least she wouldn’t be embarrassed in public.
This time, Pei Shu’er’s treatment was more effective than before, and Lin Su felt her face was getting better.
Meanwhile, some mothers pushed their daughters with ruined faces in front of Pei Shu’er.
"Manager Pei, please treat my daughter."
Pei Shu’er nodded: "Alright, but it’s ten taels of silver."
Lin Su was a bit glad: "It seems, to you, I still hold a different value."
Pei Shu’er coldly said: "Don’t overthink it; you met my conditions, so naturally you can be treated."
