Pei Ye looked at Mrs. Meng in astonishment.
Mrs. Meng rubbed her hand, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
The Xia Family Mother and Daughter were also utterly perplexed.
Mrs. Meng didn't even know Pei Ye; why on earth did she suddenly hit someone, and hit them so inexplicably?
But, because of her status, neither the person who was hit nor the Xia Family Mother and Daughter dared to pursue the matter.
"The Xia family sure knows how to choose a son-in-law," Mrs. Meng said with a smile that radiated noble grace. "If you're not one family, you don't enter one door. I wish you a harmonious union for a hundred years, forever locked tight."
Those words sounded like a blessing, but they also felt quite awkward.
The slap left Pei Ye's face burning hot. Mrs. Meng's slap had not been gentle at all, and there was definitely a red mark on his face.
He had to rush off to apply some make-up; otherwise, it would be noticed.
