Miao Qing was practically drooling. He never expected Li Chuwen to be so beautiful, and her younger sister just as gorgeous. If he could marry both sisters, it would be perfect.
But as soon as Miao Qing uttered those words, Li Chuwen's parents' expressions darkened.
Nobody expected Miao Qing to say such a thing—after all, their youngest daughter was only a child.
"No, absolutely not!"
How could her parents let their daughter marry someone like him?
Li Chuwen's parents firmly refused.
"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, some things aren't up to you to decide," Miao Qing retorted coldly.
His grotesque face looked exceptionally menacing.
At this moment, a skinny man with a pockmarked face stepped forward and addressed Li Chuwen's parents directly: "Our Miao Qing has taken interest in your daughter—that's a blessing for your family! Stop being so difficult!"
