Buying Clothes for Li Mochen

"Who are you? How do you know Pei Heran?" the elder woman asked, suspecting that they might be wealthy young ladies. If they were, offending them wouldn't be beneficial to her.

"It's none of your business!?" An Chenmeng retorted.

"You…" The elder woman was furious, but she didn't dare to act rashly until she figured out their identities.

The young woman, however, felt that these people knew Pei Heran, but only in passing. So she said, "You don't even know Heran! You're just acting."

An Chenmeng and the others rolled their eyes. Xiong Manxin said, "Do we need to act with you? Who are you? If you're Heran's fiancée, I have to question his taste. With so many young ladies with good character, family background and looks, he chose someone like you who bites people all around and has no manners."

Regardless of whether this woman was Pei Heran's fiancée or not, Xiong Manxin didn't care about her face.