Han Ziyan's face turned pale. She turned to look at Han Ruochen and glared at her furtively. "It seems like you have some misunderstanding toward me, young master."
"I don't think so. Taking a look at your clothes, which are better than Xiao Ruochen's, I can tell in just one swift look that you are the adopted daughter who is treated even better than the biological ones. What kind of misunderstanding might there be?" Zhai Heng had seen all kinds of people in his life. Especially when he was messing around in the county, there were many women who wanted to follow him.
Han Ziyan had the same look in her eyes as those women who wanted to trap him and have him marry them. This look alone made Zhai Heng so furious that he wanted to fight to death with Han Ziyan.
