HRPM – Chapter 85 The Most Difficult Broom Star (3)

The voluptuous woman called Haitang immediately refused to let it go. “Your Highness, look at her—she’s already this arrogant before even entering the household. Even the previous sisters never treated me like this. She’s cursing me to die!”

Jin Luoluo sneered disdainfully. “That’s because my predecessors were too spineless. I, on the other hand, have power, status, talent, and beauty—why shouldn’t I be arrogant? Even the Emperor—cough, cough… Grandfather—gives me some face. Who do you think you are? If I were in charge, I’d make sure you wouldn’t even dare to let out a fart.”

“Your Highness, she’s going too far! Look at how smug she’s getting—please stand up for me!”

Haitang was so furious her pretty face twisted. Relying on the prince’s favor, she had never taken the previous consorts seriously—after all, they didn’t live long, so she had nothing to fear.

But now this Jin Luoluo, who hadn’t even entered the household yet, dared to treat her with such disregard—how could she endure it?

Xiao Che watched coldly as his future consort and his concubine clashed.

This Jin Luoluo was indeed as arrogant as ever—daring to meddle with his people before even marrying in. If she entered the household, wouldn’t she end up ruling over him?

His expression turned cold. “Jin Luoluo, do you take me for nonexistent? In this place, I make the rules. Since when is it your place to discipline my woman?”

“If she hadn’t provoked me, I wouldn’t even bother with her. In the end, it’s your fault for not managing your woman properly,” Jin Luoluo retorted matter-of-factly.

Xiao Che was furious. Had she come here specifically to provoke him? She even dared to blame him.

He signaled with his eyes for the women beside him to leave.

Suppressing his anger, he asked, “What did you come here for?”

“Of course, something important.”

With the eye of a fashion expert, Jin Luoluo critically examined the blue robe with silver trim he was wearing. “Although you look decent dressed like this, overall there’s a sense of imbalance. Haven’t you noticed? Blue doesn’t suit your temperament at all.”

Xiao Che narrowed his eyes. He was known as one of the most handsome men in Chuyun—no one had ever dared to question his sense of style.

Yet Jin Luoluo was saying his appearance and outfit didn’t match—wasn’t that an insult to his taste?

“So you’re saying my taste is poor?” Xiao Che’s face grew even colder.

Jin Luoluo raised a finger and shook it, completely ignoring his displeased gaze.