Young Master Lin finally remembered why he had come and asked, "What do you do at this shop?"
A servant of the Zhao Family beside him hurriedly said, "She's the new head manager hired by the Zhao Cloth Shop."
"So you're the one."
Lin Ziru looked her up and down, then shook his head. "Why should a beauty like you work so hard? Still, that's not a bad thing. A little pride makes a beauty all the more endearing. Aren't you doing all this for your elder sister? Just become mine, and I guarantee your sister will be safe and sound."
At these words, the Zhao Family servants beside him grew anxious. They stared at Lin Ziru in shock, looking as though they wanted to speak but dared not. Shen Lantang had not expected there to be more drama to watch. Inwardly amused, she merely declared with righteous resolve:
"Whether you're the son of a prefect or a governor-general, I am married to my husband and will never abandon him. Please say no more!"
"Good! I like a fiery beauty with a temper!"
"My beauty, I won't make things difficult for you today. I'll wait for the day you come begging me."
With that, he gave Shen Lantang another meaningful look and swept his sleeve. "Let's go!"
The troublemakers filed out behind him.
A maid who had stayed by Shen Lantang's side anxiously grabbed her sleeve and said in alarm:
"Madam Shen, what are we going to do? That man is the prefect's son! What are we going to do now that he's taken a fancy to you?!!"
Warmth filled Shen Lantang's heart, and she reassured her, "It'll be all right."
"How can it possibly be all right?!" she shrieked in alarm.
"He's the prefect's son! What are we going