The shopkeeper quickly brought up a few trays of new jewelry and jade ornaments. Changping was not polite and pulled Wufu over to pick some. Whatever Wufu liked, she set aside, but she didn't even glance at the jewelry Bai Sulian pointed out.
Bai Sulian's expression was indescribably unpleasant. She wanted to mock Wufu with a few words, but when Wufu started talking about the quality of the jade, the shopkeeper kept praising her, so Bai Sulian sensibly shut her mouth and quietly observed Wufu.
She didn't look particularly striking, but her every movement showed no hint of being from a small family. When she talked about these ornaments, she was articulate and knowledgeable. Whose daughter was she?
When the shopkeeper, smiling broadly, left with a tray of jewelry to settle accounts, seeing Changping getting along more and more smoothly with Wufu, even gifting her jewelry, while she got nothing, Bai Sulian felt a strong sense of crisis enveloping her.
