"Lan Xue, don't get so smug," the newcomer said discontentedly, and then turned eagerly to Luo Zheng, urgently asking, "Look carefully, I am Song Yun, remember? Last time, at the restaurant, you saved my life. Do you remember? I told you, I had made a vow that whoever saved my life, I would marry. That means, you are my man. Do you like my looks? Aren't I pretty? You wouldn't reject me, would you? Or else, shall I just die in front of you?" she said, her eyes reddening, a picture of aggrievement.
"Song Yun? Of the Song family?" Luo Zheng suddenly remembered and asked sharply in response.
"Right, when we get married in the future, I'll be part of your family and have nothing to do with the Song family," Song Yun quickly added, fearful that Luo Zheng would explode with anger on the spot. She knew a little of the grudge between the Song family and Luo Zheng and hoped she could dissolve this enmity through herself. With that, she looked at Luo Zheng with a face full of expectation.
