Aren't you ashamed of yourself

Aren't you ashamed?

Seeing that, Mo Xiyan snorted coldly in her heart, but she still had a smile on her face: "Miss Zheng, please take a seat."

Zheng Jiajia was a businessman, so she naturally knew when to go crazy and when to endure.

"Many thanks, Miss Mo. However, the prince should still be in charge here. And the prince has yet to speak …" As he said till here, Zheng Jiajia slowly lowered his head and his shoulders trembled, looking extremely sad.

Seeing her actions, Mo Xiyan smiled.

"Miss Zheng might not have figured it out, but the owner of this courtyard is me."

Zheng Jiajia raised her head in shock, and looked at Mo Xiyan in disbelief, "Are you for real?"

"If you don't believe me, just ask him." Mo Xiyan naturally patted Murong Yu's arm and chuckled.

When Zheng Jiajia saw her jade white fingers touch Murong Yu's profound robe, the jealousy in her heart completely shattered.