"Where did this idea come from; when did the Prince ever indulge common women?" Lin Ziyin questioned back, baffled. What the hell was going on? It sounded like nonsense.
"How should I punish you? Spank you?" Chu Suifeng reached out his hand, his face darkened with displeasure.
Chu Suifeng resorted to action as soon as he spoke, irritating Lin Ziyin immensely. It felt as though Chu Suifeng had gone mad. It seemed like they were barely acquainted. This morning, she had been pleading with him for help, only to be met with scorn and sarcasm. Now he was playing the victim. To whom was he trying to prove himself? And even more so, he was being unreasonable. Lin Ziyin wasn't his offender, let alone his subordinate. She couldn't possibly report to him every time she went to the market, could she?
Angry and defiant, Lin Ziyin evaded Chu Suifeng's attack with a swift movement.