Tang San: Do You Dare Bet With Me?!

However, before Lin Feng could speak, Ah Yin suddenly raised her head and glared furiously at Tang Xiao. "I'm not some lowly gardener."

She puffed out her chest, her face full of pride, as though she were announcing something incomparably glorious.

"I'm Master's chief gardener!"

Tang Xiao: "..."

He felt as though his fist had struck a ball of cotton.

Was there really a difference?

A chief gardener was still a gardener, wasn't she?!

What were you so proud of?!

Seeing Ah Yin's proud expression, as though she considered it an honor, Tang Xiao felt his brain short-circuit again.

Then, Tang Xiao's gaze instinctively shifted to Lin Feng's other side.

Sitting there was the key figure in his plan.

The Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!

His earlier words might have sounded like he was questioning Lin Feng's greed, but they had actually concealed sinister intentions.

He wanted to point out the "ambiguous" relationship between Lin Feng and Ah Yin in front of Bibi Dong, stirring up the woman's jealousy.

With a woman's possessiveness—especially someone like Bibi Dong, the famously domineering empress—how could she possibly tolerate another woman clinging so intimately to her man?

As long as Bibi Dong flew into a rage and drove Ah Yin away, wouldn't he be able to take her away naturally?

The plan was perfect!

However, when Tang Xiao looked over, the thunderous fury he had expected never came.

Bibi Dong merely lazily lifted her eyelids, glanced at Ah Yin clinging to Lin Feng's arm and acting cute, and then... nothing happened.

Tang Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

That wasn't right! This wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

Another woman was practically hanging off your pretty boy! At least react! Where was your imperial dignity as an empress?

Had a dog eaten it?!