"Clang!"
A young girl in her prime, full of youthful vigor, grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it onto the ground with force.
"Is Grandpa senile, telling me to marry a Loose Cultivator?"
This girl was none other than Zhou Yan'er, the third lady of the Zhou Family and the spoiled Little Princess.
Her maid Xing'er, hearing this, carefully considered her words and stepped forward to say:
"Miss, the Family Head loves you the most. He wouldn't push you into the fire pit. This Li Chen, Mr. Li, must be an extraordinary person. Otherwise, the Family Head wouldn't value him so much!"
Before Xing'er's words were even finished, Zhou Yan'er scoffed disdainfully.
"Hmph, only someone like Brother Nanyan is truly a dragon among men. How can a mere Loose Cultivator deserve that title?"
After speaking, Zhou Yan'er headed straight outside.
Seeing this, Xing'er shouted anxiously.
"Miss, where are you going?"
