Guarding the Mourning Hall
"Huo Mian? Which Huo Mian? That bastard daughter my dad had with a random woman?" Huo Yanyan, the mistress's daughter, said venomously. She was completely spoiled and disregarded everyone.
"Bastard daughter? Well, if you put it that way, your mom is also a mistress, does that mean that you are a bastard daughter, too?" Huo Siqian said with a smile, as if he was joking.
Shen Jiani's expression changed after she heard his words…
Huo Yanyan was also displeased. "Big brother, how can you compare me with her? I grew up in the Huo Family and my mother has a title. Her mother is nothing, she's just a b*tch who ran away with dad's chauffeur."
Huo Mian only looked coldly at Huo Yanyan and said, "Those who are well educated would never speak such vulgar words. It seems like the manners of a dignified daughter of the Huo Family is subpar."
"Are you saying that I have no manners?" Huo Yanyan was so angry she almost launched to her feet.