Fan Mei came over with a glass of red wine: "How come you have time to come, little sister? Changing tastes this time? Going after women?"
Fan Mei really couldn't stand Fan Rou. Pretentious and trying to put on phoenix feathers to become a real phoenix—ha! Dream on!
"Why is your mind so dirty, sister? You see a person and immediately think of that kind of thing? What, do you always want to have a go whenever you spot someone?" Fan Rou asked with a cheeky smile.
Fan Mei tried hard to maintain her smile: "Fan Rou, watch your words."
"See what sister said, I was just expressing my curiosity." Fan Rou shrugged, indicating her innocence.
Fan Mei drank her glass of red wine in one go: "Last time I accidentally let you get away with it, don't think you can pull the same trick again."
"You've misunderstood, sister. I'm here to wish you an early fortune in finding a rich husband."
As if she would really believe that.
