Sheng Yueyue had already set her heart on marrying He Aijun, so when the He family's younger brother said that, she was incensed.
She wished she could strangle this detestable brother-in-law from her past life, smash his soul to pieces so it could never be put back together.
But she suppressed her hatred, forcing what she believed to be her sweetest smile. "I came to see your second brother, but not to get revenge."
"Oh really? Then why are you gritting your teeth and staring at me? Did my second brother save you yesterday, so you've come to repay the favor?"
"Yes, I just wanted to come thank Aijun. Xiao Lin, look, I even brought a gift for your second brother."
He Ailin had personally seen his second brother save Sheng Yueyue yesterday, and just now, he'd caught a fleeting, vicious look on her face.
'Don't think you can fool me just because I'm young,' he thought. 'This woman definitely isn't here to say thank you.' But she was, in fact, carrying a gift.
