"Sixth Brother, are you going to fetch King William and the Queen?" Jiang Meiyun asked deliberately. She just could not stand Huo Feifei. This girl was obviously different from before. She thought that she could show off toward them now that she had hooked a rich man. She was all capable.
"What queen? I'm going to fetch Rong Ying," Huo Ci frowned, his tone a little harsh.
What king or queen? In his eyes, she would always be Rong Ying, the little girl who ran behind their backsides. Even if she married God, she would still be her!
If that girl became like Huo Feifei after becoming a princess consort or even a queen, then she could go wherever the h*ll she wanted. There was no way he would fetch her!
When Huo Feifei heard Rong Ying's name, her expression worsened. The hands placed on her knees clenched subconsciously. Rong Ying. Everyone knew her.