Old Madam Ma and the others were absolutely furious.
But they didn't dare to say a single word, despite being extremely mad.
They didn't stand a chance against Zhao Chuchu, and they didn't want to get their legs broken again.
The teenage boy from the Hu clan moved closer to Zhao Meilan slowly, bit by bit. He cautiously tugged at Zhao Meilan's sleeve as he asked, "Big Sis, can I marry you? I don't eat much, so I'm easy to feed."
Zhao Chuchu almost burst out laughing when she heard that.
But Zhao Meilan behaved like a startled bunny. She suddenly shoved the boy from the Hu clan away and took several steps back. "Don't come near me."
The young boy pouted his lips as tears started rolling down his cheeks.
"Sister, why do you hate me now?"
The young boy didn't understand.
Zhao Meilan treated him so well last time.
