Of course, she understood that she was no match for Feng Feifei. She could only gamble on Feng Feifei not daring to strike.
Clearly, however, Cao Wuxin had miscalculated this time.
What wouldn't a woman do in a fit of jealousy? Feng Feifei immediately swung a slap at her.
Cao Wuxin couldn't have dodged that slap even if she wanted to. The gap in their strength was simply too great.
"You start throwing your weight around the moment you arrive. Feng Feifei, what do you take my home for?" A pale-yellow surge of palm force suddenly sliced through the air, instantly scattering Feng Feifei's attack.
Of course, Feng Feifei had used only twenty percent of her strength, which was why Tang Wen had dealt with it so easily.
"Honey, what took you so long? Any later, and your wife would've been beaten to death by an old hag!" Cao Wuxin's tongue spared no one, and she immediately cried out.
"You say I'm throwing my weight around? How, exactly?
"You haven't even asked what this woman said. She's been provoking me all along.
"Elder Tang, surely you wouldn't be so indiscriminate?" Furious, Feng Feifei glared fiercely at Tang Wen.
"Damn! Beauties really are a source of calamity..." Hiding in his room, Hou Yuan lay leisurely on the sofa, shaking his head. "What do they mean, the blessing of two women? Looks more like an early grave to me!"
"Look, you've lived in this house for over a year. You're at least half its owner, so act the part. How could you treat a guest like this?" Tang Wen scolded, his face stern.
"What do you mean, half? I'm the lady of the house. The whole lady," Cao Wuxin said.
"All right, all right. The whole lady, then. Hurry up and welcome