Fake!

Just from the appearance and soul aura, Jiang Feifei was unable to tell who was real and who was fake. Thus, she could only use her conversation with her father as a gauge.

"You said that…" After pondering for a moment, Jiang Fangyou was just about to answer the question when a voice interjected him.

"You said, 'I don't want to marry that Zhang Xuan! All he does is humblebrag with his strength and crush the confidence of others. Furthermore, he even rejected the little princess of the Luo Clan publicly, not showing any considerations for the other party's dignity at all!'"

"This…" Jiang Feifei was stunned for a moment before nodding slowly. "Indeed, that's what I said…"

"…"

Jiang Fangyou's body jolted once more. At that moment, he felt like the thief had slipped into his mind and taken a peek at his memories.

Those were the words that his daughter had said to him earlier, so how was the other party able to recite them so accurately?