Li Yifei didn't notice the blush on Meng Xiaofei's face. Seeing that Meng Xiaofei was smiling as usual, he shook his head and said, "You're like a child who never grows up. Even Xiaoyao doesn't worry me as much as you do. You're grown up yet still can't take care of yourself. I really don't know if someone will kick you out after marrying you."
Meng Xiaofei said proudly, "What you said is quite right. I can't cook nor do chores. Whoever marries me will be unlucky for eight lifetimes, so to avoid harming others, I just won't get married. I'll just freeload in your house instead."
"You really have a thick face, planning to freeload for a lifetime?"
"Anyway, you have so many women, one more is just one more mouth to feed, and you're so rich, it won't make a difference."
Li Yifei was amused by Meng Xiaofei's teasing and laughed even harder. "Alright, alright, you won't make a difference."