Mother's niece. Tao Ti smiled slightly.
"Huh." Seeing her tone softened, Zhou Muyan couldn't help but lifted her chin and snorted when the other party was scared. "If you give me this satin, I won't care about you."
"Ouch, the Saturday girl is really... brazen."
"Huh...??" Zhou Muyan was startled, and looked at the woman in front of him incredulously, "You, what did you say? You have the ability to say it again!"
"One time is not enough, brazen, brazen, brazen, shameless, and I'll give you three times."
"..."
Zhou Muyan's angry cheeks were red and white.
The guys and customers in the shop all took a breath: God, this lady in the drapery hat is really sour-hearted, and even the queen's niece is provoke?
Even the young man holding the sky cloud satin sweats for Tao Ti, and carefully leaned in to persuade him, "This lady, just give her a piece of satin. She is such an identity, so easy. No offense."
Tao Ti didn't say it or not, but calmly said to Zhou Muyan, "Isn't the Zuo Xiang ever taught you the principle of first-come-last-come? Or do you think you can do whatever you want at the feet of the emperor by relying on the power of Xiangfu and the queen?"
These words fell into Zhou Muyan's ears, and only felt that the sly woman in front of her was setting her verbal trap again, turning around and cursing her for being uneducated.
Seeing more and more onlookers, they all pointed and pointed, as if they were deciding whether she was wrong. Zhou Muyan felt more and more irritable and angry. How did she ever suffer such grievances and humiliation since she was a child!
If she doesn't teach this woman who doesn't know what is good or bad today, how can she face to meet people in the future?
Thinking of this, Zhou Muyan's eyes became cold, and she took a big step forward, raising her hand and hitting Tao Ti.