Cui'er seemed to finally seize the opportunity and immediately gave Ziling a slap.
"How dare you call me a scoundrel?"
The slap was particularly loud, making Ziling's face turn to the side, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
After saying that, she was about to continue hitting her.
After all, Pei's Trading House has so many customers, and in this line of work, harmony is important for making money, so things definitely wouldn't get out of hand.
So this little girl, she could hit her as she wanted!
"Hold it!" Pei Shu'er's soft voice sounded.
Cui'er's hand paused, her attention unconsciously drawn.
Slow footsteps came from the stairs.
First, a pair of embroidered shoes appeared, then above them, a red ruqun, which, when worn by the tall Pei Shu'er, highlighted her exquisite figure.
Her fair and delicate face was filled with calmness, but her eyes carried a hint of coldness.
She walked towards Cui'er step by step.
