Zhuang Lin's expression changed slightly.
Chu Nanli's face darkened as she said bluntly, "I'd trouble the Prince not to pin such accusations on me, for I cannot bear them."
Ye Yunting's expression turned ominously dark, the storm swirling in his black eyes seemed ready to engulf Chu Nanli.
"Sister, how can you make such an exorbitant demand? From the last time, you have already obtained clothes from the Prince..."
Chu Nanli, uninterested in hearing her out, sneered, "Then how can you be so brazen and self-righteous when snatching things?"
Lin Fuying's face turned a sickly pale green and white.
Chu Nanli knew she wasn't the one to take the money and no longer paid her any attention, her gaze fixed directly on Ye Yunting.
"Prince, may I inquire whether you wish to make this deal or not?"
