She fired off a volley of questions, her imposing presence undiminished. It looked as though she was about to jab a finger right in Zhou Junlin's face.
Zhou Junlin was of royal blood. When had he ever been treated this way?
And to make matters worse, the one rebuking him was Song Lianhe—the same girl who used to follow him around like a lost puppy!
"Outrageous!"
Zhou Junlin was livid. "Song Lianhe, do you realize who you are speaking to? Don't think that just because you were once my fiancée, I will continue to tolerate your behavior!"
"What a joke! As if I need you to tolerate me?" Song Lianhe sneered. "Are you going to punish me just because I said a few truths no one else dares to speak, Your Highness? Fine, go ahead. But I am a County Princess, personally invested by the Holy Emperor. If anything happens, His Majesty himself will see that I get justice. If you want to overstep your authority, you'll have to ask if the Holy Emperor agrees!"
