Feng Xiuyu felt shortchanged, hearing that he would only marry her after getting his hands on the treasure. She had not done all that she had, even sacrificing herself, for him not to marry her until he got his prize.
"Big Brother Rong, not only does my sister really like you, but she also has the treasure you desire. It would be best if you married her instead. As for me..." Feng Xiuyu lowered her eyes and began to sob, "I'm just a good-for-nothing. I should leave."
"Yu'er, be good, and stop making a scene." Si Rong was growing impatient. He was no fool. All of this was just a ruse to make him pity her and make her his consort. However, he still needed her for his plans. There was, therefore, no need to expose too many of her wrongdoings.
He managed to shut her up with this warning. Feng Xiuyu could only cry silently and pitifully. She had annoyed Si Rong, and continuing the act would only make him detest her.
