After Ji Zi'ang finished speaking, Li Yong could not help but laugh out loud.
A cheap daughter! Isn't that right!
He looked at Shen Lingxue who pursed her lips. He said meaningfully, "A pheasant wearing a gown is also a pheasant. It will never become a Phoenix."
He had long seen that Ji Jianguo's cheap daughter had always looked at Yuanyuan with that gaze.
What was going on? Why was she sizing them up as if they couldn't afford it?
What did they know? Wasn't it hot in the middle of summer? Who were they pretending for?
Their Yuanyuan, were the smart ones! Indeed, good materials were the coolest.
Shen Lingxue was only six years old, so she naturally didn't understand Li Yong's words. But she wasn't stupid. Looking at the way Li Yong was looking at her, she knew that his words weren't good.
She glared fiercely at Ji Yuanyuan and ran behind Shen Mei to hide.
