However, that smile was a fake one, a grin without genuine emotion.
Ning Fan saw it but chose not to expose it. Acting politely, he said, "Second sister-in-law, you and my second brother are really a pair of wolves and tigers... um, I mean... a perfect match, a union made in heaven."
"You..."
Ning Qingfeng was so infuriated, he raised his hand to strike at Ning Fan.
But Nalan Yanfeng pulled his arm down and smiled at Ning Fan, "He's merely impulsive; don't mind him, third uncle. They say women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. I'm thirty now, so being a wolf or tiger is expected. You understand women better than your second brother... I heard your childhood sweetheart, Lan'er, is no longer in this world?"
Her words, despite being hurtful, were subtle and suffused with malicious undertones.
This shows that Nalan Yanfeng's tactics are more sophisticated than Ning Qingfeng's.
"Hehe."
