"Hmm."
Shui Lingling plopped down on the couch.
She threw her legs onto the coffee table, casually grabbed a piece of fruit and took a bite, then leaned back on the sofa, asking indistinctly, "What's up?"
"Can't you act a bit more like a lady?" Shui Zhenyuan's eyes widened in an instant.
With even less dignity, Shui Lingling retorted, "So I can appeal to those big clans?"
"You..." Shui Zhenyuan clenched his teeth, infuriated by his daughter.
The marriage alliance with the Mi Family had been going well until his daughter's foolish antics caused complete chaos. Now trying to forge a marriage tie with the Li Family, she couldn't care less about Li Zihao.
Taking a deep breath, Shui Zhenyuan said irritably, "I don't want to argue with you. Just answer my question now."
"Let's see what you ask. Whether I answer depends on my mood."
Shui Zhenyuan's face tightened as he asked, "Tell me, just who exactly is Su Weifeng?"
