Jealousy Keeps Me Awake

This was infuriating!

Even if Ye Zhenzhen, the county lord, were to marry in the future, she wouldn't find a family in the Great Cheng Dynasty that could offer such extravagant betrothal gifts!

It was maddening!

Ye Zhenzhen felt the same anger, though she didn't blurt it out like Su Xinlan.

"Sorry, Aunt." Su Han calmly interjected. "The betrothal gifts from Your Highness total three hundred and sixty catties."

Her voice was soft but hit Su Xinlan and Ye Zhenzhen like a heavy blow.

"What? Three hundred and sixty catties?!" Su Xinlan's voice was sharp.

Since the founding of the Great Cheng Dynasty, no one had ever presented such lavish betrothal gifts!

This was unprecedented!

Su Xinlan was deeply frustrated, while Ye Zhenzhen seethed with jealousy. She was burning with jealousy.

Observing their reactions, Su Han smirked satisfactorily and left.