Don't mention a box of rouge, even the entire shop, the other party could clear it out if they wanted.
Could he not be respectful?
Just moments ago, Zhao Keyan and her companions were feeling superior, but now they felt embarrassed, especially under the distinct gazes of the spectators and the original customers of the shop, which made them feel unable to lift their heads.
Zhao Keyan gritted her teeth and suppressed the hatred in her heart, saying, "Let's go!"
No wonder this person could earn Young Master Xuan's favor; she actually had some backing. She must inform her father.
Prime Minister Xia, one million taels of silver, his salary for two hundred years wouldn't reach that, would it? That must be embezzlement and misconduct.
Isn't Xia Wenjin just relying on this uncle?
Hmph, let father thoroughly report him, see what base she has left when she loses this uncle as Prime Minister!
