The One-Million-Yuan Ring

"Go up and change your clothes!" he sternly ordered her as he grabbed hold of her wrist.

"…"

The helpless woman could only obediently head back upstairs to grab a jacket.

"I'll be off now." As soon as she said that, she jogged out of the house.

"Sis-in-law, do you need a ride?"

"It's fine."

His face had completely darkened as he coldly watched her departing figure from the side.

The woman, who had reached the doorway, suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned around, and walked back toward him. Standing before him, she gazed up at him and said, "Don't get the servants to cook tonight. Just ask them to prepare the ingredients and I'll— Ugh, no!"

It was Old Master Lin's birthday that day, so they had to attend his birthday feast in the evening. Thus, they were unable to treat them to a meal.

"Let's treat them to a meal tomorrow instead."

His gaze instantly softened. "Okay."