"It's none of your business where I'm going! Just get out of the way! Don't block my way!" He Mei was so exasperated that she wanted to shove Qian'e to one side. Zheng Peng quickly pulled Qian'e into his arms and frowned at He Mei.
He Mei looked at Zheng Peng with some interest. She knew who this person was, but Zheng Peng probably did not know her. He Mei had studied painting for a few years after all. She often heard people say that a young master from the Zheng family had dared to drop out of school to study art overseas. Old Master Zheng was so angry that he lay sick in bed for a few months.
"How did the two of you get together? But it's actually not that surprising. Trash will always look for trash. To a certain extent, the two of you are really a match made in heaven! An unfilial son and a crippled daughter are really a perfect match!" He Mei said mockingly.
