On the way back to Zuimo Court, Feng Jian, who was driving, asked if he should look into the backgrounds of Guan Zhe and his two companions.
Yan Feifan contemptuously said it wasn't necessary.
"They're just a few arrogant, spoiled brats. If they want to mess with me, they'll surely do a background check on me first."
"I refuse to believe that after they find out who I am, they'll still be able to treat me like a nobody."
Yu Suye quickly chimed in, "As soon as they look you up, they're going to be shocked. They'll feel like they've messed with a titan. They might even show up at our door tomorrow to offer a groveling apology."
Yan Feifan hmphed twice, then warned, "Su Ye, if you run into guys like that again, don't give them the time of day."
"You need to remember who you are."
Yu Suye leaned against Yan Feifan, adopting a demure, little-woman act, and said timidly, "My dear husband-to-be, I know I'm your woman."
