"We are subordinates of the Prince Ding from the imperial capital."
"And?"
"We heard your husband is only a fifth-rank official, while Prince Ding is the Emperor's eldest son. If you are smart, you'll bring all your recipes from your shop to join our Prince. In the future, half of your family's assets will be offered to our Prince, and when he becomes powerful, he won't mistreat you."
"What if I don't?"
"Don't refuse a toast when it's offered, or you'll drink a forfeit."
These people spoke arrogantly as if they were entitled to her shop's riches, acting like they were taking back what was rightfully theirs.
Qiao Mai glanced outside; it was cold, and it was still early in the day. Besides these people, there were no customers in her shop yet.
Qiao Mai casually waved her hand, closing the entrance to the shop.
"Do you know how obnoxious you are?"
"You... you woman, don't think you can avoid trouble!"
