Shen Mingzhu was still smiling, "Is this a condition?"
Rong Ziyu snorted coldly, "You are cunning, of course not. This is just me considering whether you are qualified to cooperate with me."
Shen Mingzhu nodded, "Okay, I'll give you three opportunities to ask questions. You can ask them all. After you finish asking, we can talk about cooperation."
Rong Ziyu was very unhappy. She had never seen someone so unafraid of her. She sat face to face and talked with her without wanting to run away. He even wanted to have a deep conversation with her.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Shen Mingzhu's rare curiosity aroused her.
Shen Mingzhu smiled and said, "Mrs. Rong, this is the second question. You have another one. After you have asked it, I can answer it together."
"Do you want to marry your sister to Yeluen?"
Rong Ziyu stared at her straightly, with a rare wavering in her eyes.
Although it was very small and was quickly overwhelmed by the cold light, Shen Mingzhu still captured it.
She smiled and said, "First question, I am confident that the prince will love me forever. Second question, I am not afraid of you. Third question, I have no intention of marrying my sister to Yeluen."
But if her sister had feelings for Yeluen, she would not stop her. If Yeluen also loved her and others wanted to interfere, she would not sit idly by and ignore it.
Rong Ziyu had obviously thought of this too, her expression became even colder, and she snorted, "Cunning!"
"Mrs. Rong, we are not here to discuss love and marriage." Shen Mingzhu reminded her.
Even if it is a marriage interview column, she will never accept an interview with Rong Ziyu. Such a gloomy woman will make an originally beautiful topic completely boring.
In the end, everyone will probably just vent their anger at her. It’s too cold. How can ordinary people stand it?”
Don't say that Yelu Feixiong doesn't want to come. It's very likely that he won't be able to come even if he wants to. If he doesn't have ten years of internal strength, if he wants to stay here for an hour, he will lose his skin.
Shen Mingzhu cursed in her heart. Although Rong Ziyu's experience made her feel very miserable and sympathized with her, once she met the person in front of her, her sympathy was frozen by the other person's coldness.
I guess Rong Ziyu doesn't need anyone's sympathy.
There is always such a person in the world. Although she is very pitiful, she is very wordy, and even those who sympathize with her are so wordy.
There is another kind of person, although she is very pitiful, but she is too wary, refuses to be seen thousands of miles away, and is so cold that even those who sympathize with her will freeze to death. Of course, she may not want other people's sympathy at all.
For miserable people, complaining too much will be counterproductive, but not talking at all makes people feel too profound.
However, she still admired Rong Ziyu very much, just like her misery, she never told anyone about it, she just buried it in her heart alone.
Even Xiao Xian would not know.
"If I ask you to help me kill Yeluen, will you be willing?"
Rong Ziyu suddenly interrupted Shen Mingzhu's thoughts.
Both Shen Mingzhu and Xiao Xian were shocked. Does Rong Ziyu also have a grudge against Ye Luen?
If she wanted to kill, shouldn't she kill Yelu Feixiong? Wasn't it Yelu Feixiong who made her look like this? What does it have to do with Yelu En? Shen Mingzhu thought thoughtfully.
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Rong Ziyu sneered, still in a cold tone: "What, don't you dare?"
