Chen Shaocong couldn't help but reveal a faint smile upon hearing these words.
Song Yan, however, was dissatisfied and said, "Mom, what are you talking about!"
"How can you compare Young Master Chen to that piece of trash who came knocking at our door? Aren't you insulting Shaocong?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meilan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Right, right, you're absolutely right!"
"That trash has no right to be compared with Young Master Chen!"
After hearing this, Song Yan finally looked unconvinced as she turned to her father, Song Haifeng, who was standing to the side.
"Dad, do you see? Only an outstanding man like Chen Shaocong is worthy of me!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Shaocong chuckled and said, "Uncle Song, rest assured, I will take good care of Song Yan and not let her suffer the slightest grievance!"
