Li Meifeng was infuriated by Huo Shen and suddenly sprang to her feet.
"Not recognize? I even helped you deliver letters when you were dating my sister! And now you're saying you don't recognize me?"
She gave Lin Anning a once-over and, understanding something, let out a snort of derision.
"Can't date my sister, so you just give up on yourself? Look at what you've found—a real piece of work!"
Huo Shen's eyes grew cold, and he gritted his molars in response.
At first, when the two elders carelessly arranged a match, he, afraid that the lady might be too shy, wrote a letter to explain the situation.
All he remembered was delivering the letter to her house; he had forgotten who had done the deed.
"Watch your mouth."
Li Meifeng, emboldened by her numbers, blocked Huo Shen with her hands on her hips.
"What's the matter? You want to hit a woman?"
"Come on, if you dare, hit me right here... Come on..."
