"Restrictions?" Feng Tianlan looked at him quizzically. When had she ever enforced any restrictions, and what sort?
Tu Xiang furiously slammed both palms on the stone table and glared at her. "Nobody out there will sell us anything now. Do you dare deny that it was you who did this?"
Even though he was technically still living in Feng Manor, the four of them had been forced to stay in the rundown courtyard where Feng Tianlan used to live. There were only four rooms and very little space. They weren't given any maids or staff, and their food was the same as the servants'. Eventually, they even stopped receiving any food.
For the sake of resuming his plot to take over the Fengs, he endured this. He was okay with buying his servants and cooking his meals. Even if he couldn't use the family money, his savings were sufficient to live on.
All this, he could bear!
