"Xiao Yuezhi, you surely don't want to stay for dinner! Hurry up and leave, don't add to the chaos here," Ran Yan said with disgust.
...
"Oh, someone's being disliked just two days after their wedding!" Suddenly, Liu Qingsong's voice, taking pleasure in the misfortune, came from the doorway.
Upon hearing Liu Qingsong's voice, Ran Yan felt a headache coming on; even more annoying was his ability to appear and disappear unpredictably, never knowing when he would suddenly interject with mockery. Moreover, she deeply suspected that Liu Qingsong deliberately chose meal times to come over, specifically to freeload meals.
Seeing Liu Qingsong, Xiao Song's expression naturally became much more solemn, and he coughed lightly before stepping out, "Are you here for a reason?"
With his arms crossed, Liu Qingsong said with a grin, "Jiulang, you hurt me with those words. Can't I just come to see you guys without a reason?"
