Shen Weilan's fist clenched tightly at her side, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes as she looked indifferently at Qin Mofeng.
"Who gave you such confidence?" Weilan asked coldly.
"I just said, with the Qin Family's background, my capabilities, being with me is much better than being Lu Hechen's widow in the Lu Family now," Qin Mofeng said.
He didn't know yet that Lu Hechen hadn't died.
Looking at it this way, Qin Mofeng wasn't as capable as he claimed to be.
Weilan chuckled lightly, her tone laced with sarcasm, "You talk so big, as if you really were that impressive, when in fact it's just so-so."
"You look down on me so much?" Qin Mofeng had long anticipated that Weilan would have such disdain for him.
"It's not that I'm disdainful." Weilan spoke indifferently, "Qin Mofeng, there's no point in talking about this anymore."
