But she did not have enough time to brood over this matter because soon Payton returned with workers who were carrying bolts of fabric, so soft and shiny that Yin Zhu bit her lips in frustration. These fabrics were clearly sold in the city and that too in the most expensive shop where only a few people could afford to shop, asking her to tell what kind of fabric bolts these were was simply making things deliberately difficult for her.
When the bolts of fabric were placed in the room, Yin Zhu felt her palms go clammy as they turned sweaty under pressure and nervousness. She had acted like she knew everything like she was a woman who was very close to her fiancé but now that she was looking at the bolts of fabrics, she realised that she did not even have the slightest bit of idea what fabric Payton brought to the room.