"That good-for-nothing, to be unaware of the blessings he is in!" Zhuang Weixian chuckled and sighed, filled simultaneously with envy, jealousy, and regret, and involuntarily shook his head.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Zhuang Weixian was still laughing and sighing, the smile on his face had yet to fade when abruptly a woman stood before him, her eyes glaring at him with vigilance as she sternly questioned.
Caught off guard, Zhuang Weixian blurted out: "And who might you be?" This girl wasn't from the Zhuang family.
