"Zhao Douan!"
Li Lang was taken aback, either stung by Mr. Zhao's mocking words or by the reminder of unpleasant memories evoked by the words "mother."
The Princess's son's face visibly reddened with anger as he snapped, "Say that again!"
His hatred for Zhao Douan ran deep, not only because he had been publicly humiliated by him at Lihua Hall.
But also because, after Princess Yunyang was put under house arrest, he, who was once adored, became the laughingstock of the entire Capital.
Over the past six months, he had heard people secretly discussing him countless times, and his entire mansion had been subdued.
Only with the arrival of Xu Zudi had Li Lang straightened his back once again.
He felt vindicated!
"Heh," Zhao Douan laughed, seeing the request to "say it again" as a sign of weakness.
"Cousin."
At this time, the Princely Heir seated in the main seat, his head resting on the lap of a beautiful servant, slowly sat up and gently chided Li Lang.
