Ming Yuan puffed her cheeks in anger as she carried the ledger inside. Before she even reached the door, Ming He grabbed her arm.
"What is wrong with you? Who are you pulling that long face for?" Ming He reached out and poked her forehead. "Don't forget your status."
"Sister Ming He, I'm just so furious!" Ming Yuan stomped her foot. "You don't know this, but another restaurant opened diagonally across from ours today. Aren't they openly challenging us? These people are absolutely shameless. How could they do this?"
"You silly girl, Madam already anticipated this possibility. We didn't buy up the entirety of East City, so how could we possibly stop others from opening their own businesses?" Ming He looked at her sternly. "You need to rein in your temper. When we step outside, we represent Madam's reputation. If outsiders saw you yelling and shouting like this, what would they think?"
Ming Yuan lowered her head, looking wronged. "Sister Ming He, I know I was wrong.
