C107 Poor to the Point of Clanking

Shen Yueying was stunned as she dropped her dry towel. "Impossible. Last night, Young Master was with me, he …"

Facing the disdainful gazes of the maidservants, Shen Yueying could no longer say anything.

She hurried back to Zhang Lan'er's courtyard. Zhang Lan'er didn't wait for her to cry before tossing her a bag of silver. She didn't even want to look at her in disgust.

On the other side