Chen Mingzhu's naturally assumed expression faltered for a moment.
She widened her eyes and looked at Gu Shengyin, as if thinking she had just experienced an illusion.
Gu Shengyin leisurely looked at her.
Chen Mingzhu took another look at Gu Shengyin before saying, "I said, my Marquis Mingyi's Mansion is willing to provide silver…"
Gu Shengyin calmly waited for her to finish speaking again and nodded indifferently under Chen Mingzhu's gaze: "This county lord has heard, and my answer is: refusal."
Chen Mingzhu looked at Gu Shengyin like this, and for a moment was somewhat at a loss.
In high society, people always speak politely and indirectly, even when declining, they can turn it into something elegant.
And in such situations, Chen Mingzhu is best at playing dumb.
But Gu Shengyin did not give her this opportunity.
This was also the first time Chen Mingzhu had heard someone so bluntly and unceremoniously refuse her.
She faltered for a moment, then foolishly asked, "Why?"
