Jiang Yingcheng's words rang out with unshakable conviction, successfully plunging the already bizarre atmosphere into utter silence.
The entire hall fell deathly quiet.
The person who had spoken up to condemn Pan Jingwan looked as though someone had suddenly seized their throat, staring at her strangely for a long moment.
Then their fury burned even hotter.
"Are you even human?!"
Having the head of the household order her to treat someone to a meal as an apology for that reason was already shocking enough. Yet she had actually brought the little girl to a place like this?!
Wasn't that deliberately tormenting the child?!
Pan Jingwan: "..."
She had wondered why this little girl would be so kind as to put in a good word for her before the emperor. So this was where she had been lying in wait!
This godlike twist sent rage surging straight to Pan Jingwan's heart. She slammed the table. "We want a private room!!"
Even if she had to jump off the roof, break her legs, and return to the palace for more confinement, she would never stay here and swallow such humiliating treatment!
Jiang Yingcheng lowered her head, concealing the triumph in her eyes. "B-but that'll cost you even more silver, Auntie..."
Her inner voice, which only Liaochen and a few others could hear, was far more honest: [Ahahahahaha! Chengcheng didn't ask for this!]
Then she droopily got to her feet and pinched a tiny corner of Pan Jingwan's clothing. "Then let's hurry and go. Chengcheng doesn't want to hear them talk about Auntie like that..."
Pan Jingwan was so furious at this little dumpling stuffed with two-faced sweetness that she could barely breathe. She grabbed the child's hand and hurried upstairs.
"Which room is empty?" she asked the madam following their group.
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