Zhu Junxi’s cold gaze swept over the surroundings. The impatience simmering inside him transformed into anger. He didn’t really care what Xia Furong was trying to do but when she involved him, he couldn’t let her continue, “Miss Xia’s words are incorrect! This little girl is running a business and I’m buying what she’s selling. That’s a fair deal, so why shouldn’t she take my money? Or does Miss Xia believe that my Zhu Family can’t afford to spend ten taels on watermelon?”

“No! That wasn’t what I was implying…” Second Young Master Zhu had finally paid attention to her, but the look in his eyes was filled with loathing. Xia Furong freaked out. In front of Young Master Zhu, she needed to be more patient. She immediately regretted getting angered by that lowly peasant girl and letting Second Young Master Zhu see her bad side——it was all that lowly peasant girl’s fault!

Xia Furong was the one originally at fault yet she still pushed all the blame on her victim. This type of person was truly too laughable!

Zhu Junxi carried the watermelon in his arms as he walked out. Xia Furong stared at him as if there was a magnet attracting her eyes to him. She glanced longingly at that imposing figure for a long time before she reluctantly looked...