Xu Jinfei was so angry that his face twitched.
With his son's good-looking face and career achievement, many women had come knocking on his door. Even the daughter of a rich family like Zhuang Tianya had tried to curry favor with them, but this woman didn't give them any face.
He knew he wasn't wrong.
This woman was too powerful. If Xu Baohan marries her, it would be terrible.
"Uncle, we are both businessmen," An Lan observed his expression, "That's right, I am dating your son, but to put it bluntly, if it weren't because of him, we wouldn't have had any interaction at all. If I were to curry favor with you, it would definitely be to gain your support, but it is clear that you have come with ill intentions. You don't like me, and you don't even have basic respect for me. Since you don't have a good impression of me, then it would be useless even if I were to please you well, so I am not going to waste my time and energy on you."
