Shocked, Wang Qiaoxin heard Lin Yuan's words and hurriedly waved her hands dismissively. "What a joke. The elegant room isn't just something you can enter as you please. Without forty or fifty taels of silver, don't even think about leaving that room."
Perhaps realizing that she had refused too quickly, Wang Qiaoxin cleared her throat and wiped the corner of her lips with a handkerchief, concealing her guilt. "No need to trouble yourself. We chose to sit in the main hall to better appreciate the differences between the people of Zhuma Town and Yecheng. Besides, I want to experience the life Shi Mei used to live with him."
As she spoke, Wang Qiaoxin's arm had already very naturally found its way into Chen Shimei's arm, looking every bit the sweet, newlywed couple.
