The tea garden of the Old Yu Family is worth a lot of money, even Wang Dali, who just appeared recently, knows this.
"You woman, you haven't even married in yet, and you're already touching your husband's assets! But I like it, haha..."
Wang Dali laughed heartily, and because he was close to Luo Xiu'er, she could smell a sour odor from his mouth.
The disgusted Luo Xiu'er retched continuously.
Wang Dali didn't think it was because of him, instead, he mocked Luo Xiu'er.
"Wow, she hasn't married into the Yu Family yet, and already has a child. I bet it's some bastard's, right?"
Luo Xiu'er squinted her eyes and stared fiercely at Wang Dali.
"Wang Dali, mind your words. If there's nothing else, leave my house quickly!"
Wang Dali clicked his tongue twice.
"People say, 'a slut is heartless, an actor is unfaithful,' you, Luo Xiu'er, are even more heartless than a slut!"
