Pei Wenlee jumped in anger, glaring at Pei Qin as she scolded, "Who wants to get engaged to him! This is your doing! Don't pin it on me!"
With a scoff, Pei Qin replied, "Your mother says Qian Dog is very good! Handsome, considerate, and his family has money. Marrying into that family, you'd enjoy delicious and spicy foods! Such a good match, and your mother is pining for it like nothing else. Aren't you keen on it?"
"Hell, I'm not keen! The widower already has a child, I don't want him even if he were given to me! Don't you dare try to pin this on me!" Pei Wenlee raged in her reprisal. Only after her tirade did she realize her mistake, her complexion turning an unsightly shade of mortification.
"If you all think so poorly of him, despise him so much, and claim no one would be keen, then why decide to engage him to me?" Pei Qin's piercing gaze turned towards Pei Houli.
