"Who's that?" The city Lord's wife's face was full of question marks, her mind constantly turning back and forth, and secretly thought, could it be that the girl who was robbed had a very big background? If that was really the case, it was no wonder that the city Lord would lose his temper!
"She's a junior of her Excellency Leng Xiaoyu." Yan kun growled.
"Leng Xiaoyu? Which Leng Xiaoyu?" The city Lord's wife didn't react for a moment.
"How many Leng xiaoyus can there be?" Yan kun roared.
"City Lord, are you sure it's that Leng Xiaoyu? Are you a fake?" The mayor's wife had a look of disbelief on her face. If it was really the famous Leng Xiaoyu, why would she come to a small place like the northern Yan city? She really couldn't understand.
"Why don't you try pretending?" Yan kun said in an unpleasant tone.
