An angry Luo Mei walked out of the living room the confront of a newly arrived young man.
"Tian Chen, can you leave, please? I don't have time to deal with you right now," she said.
She was finally getting somewhere with her thoughts and feelings after years of putting them aside, and just at that time, he had come in to ruin it all.
"Meimei, stop being so distant. Our families will join together soon anyhow," the young man with a hawkish face said. His long straight hair fell down the side of his shoulders, making him seem regal.
"Who are you?" Du Yuhan walked out from the living room as well.
"I'm her future husband," the young man spoke. "Who are you?"
"Shut your trap, Tian Chen. I am not going to marry you, no matter how much you fantasize about it," Luo Mei said angrily.
"Come on, Meimei. Don't be like that. We are childhood friends, and we're bound to be tog—"
