This sentence pierced Lu Huashan's heart as it fell on her ears.
It was more than just a good match, they were absolutely made for each other.
Unfortunately, they were both already married, and it was too late for anything now.
So Lu Huashan, feeling utterly despondent, waved her hand, "You may go."
Stop poking at my heart.
This reluctance to talk, as interpreted by Yang Li, equated to disagreement with his opinion.
So the words at the tip of his tongue changed, "Xia Weibao's reputation is so bad now, she truly doesn't deserve your brother."
Having her idol maligned, Fatty Lu was extremely angry.
With a twist of her face, she stared down Yang Li fiercely, "Dead eunuch, are you annoying or not? Scram, scram, scram!"
Dare to speak ill of my idol, huh? Let's see if my brother will fire you!
Yang Li was still utterly baffled when he was chased out.
Where had he offended her?
Unable to figure it out, he hurriedly went to find Xia Weibao.
