Zhong Feng looked at the woman with a slight frown.
"Who are you?" He asked directly.
Actually, he was not pretending not to know the person in order to soothe the tense little wife at his side. Still, he was glad that he did not know this woman because her glare was tangible, and she was attempting to disengage her hand from his.
"Feng'er, don't be rude. How can you not remember Song Lili?" His mother rebuked him.
If it was any other woman, she would perhaps have been embarrassed about the straightforward response by Zhong Feng after the warm welcome. However, Song Lili was not an ordinary woman. Moreover, she had great self-confidence which could not be shaken easily.
"Don't worry about it, Auntie Ling. It is natural that Feng'er does not remember me. The last time we met was when we were fourteen." Song Lili said with a beautiful smile.
