Chu Suifeng gazed down at the person in his arms, detecting a hint of petulance mixed with seriousness in her expression. This left him wondering whether she was really upset. Being inexperienced in romantic relationships, the Prince suffered from a particularly strong fear of loss. Especially since Lin Ziyin, he knew, was someone who detested even the slightest unfaithfulness in romantic affairs. Now that he had initiated the subject of the women in the backyard of his residence, Chu Suifeng was ridden with insecurity.
"If you do not wish to manage them, the butler can do it for you. Anyway, they will be disposed of soon," Chu Suifeng tentatively suggested after pondering the issue.
"I do not want to be involved. However, if they dare to trouble me, I will certainly make sure they understand not to mess with me. You better not feel sorry for them then." Lin Ziyin shot him a sideward glance as she spoke.