At that moment, Wang Xiaoyu also stood up, her face flushed with anger, burning with rage.
"Come on, are you even listening to yourself?"
"Li Juan, I really did not expect you to be such a person. After all, we're from the same town, the same village."
"Can't you have a little conscience? Wang Jie spent money to settle your troubles and even helped you handle the aftermath, and now you're ungrateful, heartless. Are you even human?"
After saying this, Li Juan responded with disdainful cold laugh and cast a contemptuous glance at Wang Xiaoyu.
"How ridiculous. What's wrong with me? Where am I heartless or callous? Here I am, offering myself in marriage."
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You, Wang Xiaoyu, just have a crush on Wang Jie, right? Look how worked up you are. What, are you jealous because I want to marry Wang Jie?"
"Regardless, I don't care. No matter what anyone says today, I am determined to get married. I've made up my mind about Wang Jie."