2133 Faceslapping Proceedings
Everyone: …
Crown Prince Mo turned and saw his wife's instant change in expression. He chortled and praised his wife nonstop, "Right, right. If it's not enough, Hubby will pay you more money!"
Everyone: …
They probably already knew how this miss's behavior came about.
"That's not it." The shopkeeper still wanted to make an argument, but he immediately clammed up when Young Sir Ding glared at him. He hung his head listlessly.
Wuwuwu, it was hard to be a shopkeeper nowadays.
It was even harder to deal with being encumbered with such a capricious young sir!
The mother and daughter from the Zhang Clan already could not make a sound, nor did they want to say anything.
What could they say?
People would be ridiculing anything they say.
Just now they were ridiculing the other person for being a pauper, only buying a shoddy plant that cost one spirit currency.
Miss Zhang had even scorned her with a lofty attitude, as if it was a crime for paupers to come out and shop!
Yet right now?
They had gotten faceslapped so hard.
Wu Jinyi also felt extremely embarrassed.
He peeked at Crown Prince Mo, who was like a spring breeze, and then at Young Sir Ding whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He cleared his throat and couldn't help but say, "Uh, Madam Zhang, Xiang'er, I see that we had best return first."
After being humiliated so badly in front of everyone, Zhang Wuxiang was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift up her head.
She simply fumed when she heard Wu Jinyi's voice.
Look at that stoic face's husband. When he didn't do anything, he was just a pretty boy. Only once he stepped in did they find out that he was a nouveau riche that doted on his wife.
On the other hand, when looking at this cowardly fiancé of hers with mediocre talent. There was simply no comparison to be made.
She brushed away Wu Jinyi's hand in irritation. "Go away."
"Xiang'er." Madam Zhang warned Zhang Wuxiang with her gaze. "Do not cause any more trouble!"
She was able to tell by now that Mo Lian's identity was most unordinary.
Such a peerless and fine young sir who seemed to transcend the world could not just be found anywhere. Not only that, it was impossible to randomly find a nouveau riche who could toss out several million spirit currency at once.
In other words, the most important task at hand was to leave quickly lest they suffer even more.
"Mom!!" Zhang Wuxiang unwillingly pounded the spirit currency that was covering the floor.
The spirit currency that bounced up nearly hit her face. It made her so angry that her ordinary-looking face had completely contorted.
Everyone was ridiculing her, and two men had simultaneously beaten her into this state. Yet her mother and fiancé were turning a blind eye without standing up for her!
Especially her fiancé, who was simply a good-for-nothing!
"Xiang'er," Madam reprimanded.
Wu Jinyi quickly helped Zhang Wuxiang up and exhorted in a low voice, "These people are not ordinary. We had best return to the estate first and investigate their identities thoroughly before making plans."
Zhang Wuxiang's teeth threatened to shatter from how hard she was gritting them, and she glowered resentfully at Wu Jinyi.
At this time, a dozen servants suddenly rushed into the pharmacy, and the sound of an approaching iron wheelchair could be heard.
"Why did you come?" Zhang Wuxiang stared at the wheelchair entering the doorway with a look of disgust.
Madam swatted the back of Zhang Wuxiang's head. "Watch how you talk to your second brother."
Accompanying this wheelchair was a young man with a grim face. He pointed at Mo Lian and ordered, "Men, capture this man."
