Yuan Ruxin immediately flicked her sleeve.
"I don't want this anymore, refund the silver!"
The Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu slammed the table in anger.
Anger flared in his dark eyes: "The money and goods have been exchanged; you forcibly wanted to buy it. Before paying the silver, you didn't think to check it carefully; now you want a refund. Do you think you alone dictate the rules and reason!"
Yuan Ruxin, who had been spoiled since childhood, still held her head high, looking arrogant in front of Bai Yaoyu.
She said, "What I wanted to buy was a flying wooden butterfly. What would I do with this pile of worthless wood!"
"When you buy something outside and find it unsatisfactory, you can return it. How can a princess's auctioned treasure force me to buy something faulty!"
"I don't care; you must refund me!"
Yuan Ruxin argued over every detail, making Mo Yanchi, who was seated in the crowd, shake his head with disapproval in his eyes.
