Song Yaoyao: [Usually, the people who hurt you are the ones you know best. Other people never even get the chance!]
Guagua: [That's true.
You wouldn't believe anything someone you didn't know said!
Then they certainly couldn't hurt you.]
In the video, Deng Xiaoyan had barely left her house when Qingyou, who had come out with her, signaled to the people hiding in the shadows. They quickly fell in behind Deng Xiaoyan.
Zeng Munan had arranged for all these people to wait here for Deng Xiaoyan.
At first, Deng Xiaoyan didn't notice anyone following her, but after walking a little farther, she sensed something was wrong.
She looked down at her clothes. Nothing was amiss. Then she touched her face. Her beard was still there, and her disguise hadn't come off. Everything was fine, but her instincts couldn't be wrong. Someone was definitely following her. She immediately quickened her pace.
The people behind her sped up as well. Before long, they caught up with Deng Xiaoyan and blocked her path.
Deng Xiaoyan jumped in fright and snapped:
"What do you want?"
The man at the head of the group looked thoroughly sleazy. His steps were unsteady; one glance was enough to tell that his body had long since been hollowed out by indulgence.
With a flippant grin, he said:
"Don't you know what day it is?
If you don't, I wouldn't mind reminding you!
Today is the annual Bride Snatching Festival!"
Deng Xiaoyan took another large step back and said:
"I'm a man."
"A man? Are you sure?"
"What else would I be?"
"It doesn't matter whether you're a man or a woman. As long as it's you, I like what I see."
"How dare you! I'm a member of the Deng Family."
"Exactly. A member of the Deng Family