Chapter Four Hundred and Forty-One: Thrown at the Doorstep

"It's you?!" Han Yu frowned when he suddenly saw Chen Li pop up in front of him, clearly unappreciative of her presence. This woman was just too uninhibited; a woman hopping and jumping in public made quite an unseemly picture. Importantly, her unrestraint lacked any charm, unlike his daughter-in-law, Su Wenyue, who was adorable whether she was calm, playful, or even angry and petulant, always bringing joy to his heart and making him want to cherish her deeply. (Mr. Han, you're getting sidetracked.)

Though Chen Li knew that Han Yu wasn't fond of her, his overly evident reaction still grated on her nerves, "So what if it's me? I may not be as beautiful as your wife, who's a rare beauty, but I'm not so unsightly as to deserve that look of distaste. Whom are you trying to impress with that scowl? I don't understand how such a sweet and charming sister like your wife could ever fancy you!"