Yu Holea exchanged a perplexed glance with her brother, unsure of how to respond to the stranger's cryptic words.
Mrs. Yu who was the most experienced, understood what that young man meant. He was clearly flirting and wanted to buy a gown for his daughter.
Looking at the sloppy manner and playboy-type look, Mrs. Yu was filled with anger.
How dare he approach her daughter with such a sloppy attitude?
Bastard!
If she didn't beat up his ass and taught him a lesson, she would change her surname.
Mrs. Yu hurriedly found a scarf in her bag, wrapped her face in the scarf, wore black sunglasses, and finally went near the young man.
As she reached the young man, who was still standing with a relaxed demeanor, Mrs. Yu cleared her throat loudly to get his attention.
The young man turned towards her, his smile faltering slightly at the sight of the imposing figure before him.
Before he could ask who she was, Mrs. Yu started her drama,