"Hehe, Madam Ye, you have no say in this matter." Young Master Li chuckled smugly, turned, and walked away before looking back and saying, "I came here as a favor to Prince An's Mansion, not to Luo Linyu. After all, I don't intend to marry someone I've never met. Who knows if she's ugly or beautiful? I only like pretty women. Also, it was the Luo Family's idea to propose to the Ye Family."
Seeing Young Master Li leave, the people from the Li Family and the matchmaker quickly followed suit.
Yang Chuxia was infuriated; this man was even more arrogant than she was.
"Someone, carry these things and follow me."
"Where does Madam want to go?"
Yang Chuxia snorted, "Some of you take half of these things to the Li Family. Don't say anything, just stand at the Li Family's door, and throw the things at them—whether it's a man or a woman—when they come out. If no one comes out, throw the things into their yard."
