Coming over for a marriage proposal...
On hearing Eastern Yun Fei's words, Chen Nan felt an urge to slap her across the face; the woman was infuriating.
"Eastern Bitch Fei, fuck your mouth!"
Chen Nan flipped her the middle finger and strode out of the room.
As he approached the hall, Chen Nan's steps involuntarily slowed down. He felt so frustrated, how was he supposed to face Lan Yuqin?
"If it's death, so be it. I'm going all out!"
Clenching his teeth, Chen Nan took big steps into the hall.
On the sofa, Lan Yuqin and Su Yixuan were casually chatting, though what they were talking about was unknown, while Su Qingqing was sitting quietly on the side, not uttering a word.
"Teacher Lan, you're here."
Chen Nan tried his best to hide his nervousness and, with a smile on his face, walked over and sat down opposite Lan Yuqin.
