Hearing her words, Madam Zhang smiled apologetically. "Look at what you're saying. When you get married, your mother's dowry will naturally be used to supplement your makeup. Do you think I'll hide it from you?"
She even said that she would use her mother's dowry as her dowry?
If the man she was marrying wasn't a prince, the Grand Chancellor's Residence wouldn't give her a single cent, right?
Liu Shimei's eyes were slightly cold. "I'll talk about my dowry when I get married. Now, hand over my mother's things. I don't think Madam Zhang would want my grandfather to come and talk to Father about this!"
Madam Zhang did not take this little threat seriously.