"Zhang Menglong, look what you've done to the poor girl?" Wang Ling teased Zhang Menglong with a wink.
"Rich, powerful, and handsome, is that my fault?" Zhang Menglong retorted, then said to Lu Yiyao, "Yiyi, you can't blame me for this, I'm innocent!"
"Yeah, terribly innocent!" Lu Yiyao rolled her eyes at Zhang Menglong.
"So how many princesses are there exactly?" Wang Ling asked curiously.
"About a hundred or so, all the purest bloodline princesses from European royalty!" Scorolo replied.
"Did you arrange this?" Zhang Menglong continued.
"No, not really," Scorolo shook his head, "This estate has always been managed by top-notch servants and stewards. These princesses are so pampered, I'm afraid they might clumsily ruin your estate, Mr. Zhang!"
"Then what's going on?"
"It's those European royals!" Scorolo said, both annoyed and amused.