Lin Daoran's voice turned cold, staring at Su Han, clearly showing anger with not a hint of politeness left.
"My Lin Family isn't comparable to the Qiao Family?" Lin Daoran barked.
Su Han's expression remained calm, "The Lin Family is a great family in the Capital City, of course, far beyond any comparison with the Qiao Family."
"Is my Meiyu not as pretty as your fiancee? Or is she not as excellent as her?"
"Sister Yu is very beautiful and capable, and the people who want to pursue her could at least circle around the Capital City," Su Han said earnestly.
Lin Daoran's eyebrows raised even higher, "Then what are you hesitating for?"
He snorted coldly, showing even more displeasure, "My Lin Family can give you what the Qiao Family cannot, allowing you at least to struggle ten years less!"
With such a visible future and a great beauty like Lin Meiyu, how dare Su Han still hesitate?
