"What did you say?" Liu Zihao glared at Gao Fei, "Mengyao is your woman? Impossible! How could Mengyao fancy someone like you?" Liu Zihao indeed wanted to take advantage of Liu Mengyao and was about to succeed, but Gao Fei blocked him, which infuriated Liu Zihao so much he wanted to hit someone.
"He's right, I am his woman," Liu Mengyao spoke up.
"Huh?" Liu Zihao went blank, staring at Liu Mengyao, "You… how could you fancy him…"
"Why can't I fancy him?" Liu Mengyao retorted.
"This guy has no looks nor physique, he speaks crudely, completely impolite, and judging by his clothes, he doesn't seem rich… How can you fancy such a lousy man?" Liu Zihao said.
"How dare you talk like that," Gao Fei raised his hand and slapped Liu Zihao, "How dare you say I'm lousy, you really are blind as a bat."
"You hit me!" Liu Zihao's eyes reddened, looking like he wanted to devour someone.
"Yes, I hit you," Gao Fei slapped Liu Zihao again, "Trash like you deserves it."