Xu Zhenyu threw his cell phone on the floor. He was angry that they were not even willing to pay the bill for once. He was always the one paying the bill every time they had parties and felt that he was being taken for a ride.
Right at this moment, Han Mofeng walked into the VIP lounge with his luggage. He was a radiant, handsome man wearing a light purple shirt. "Yo, Xu-er, what happened to you? Why are you so angry? This is the latest luxury diamond cell phone from Savelli and it costs over a hundred thousand dollars, but you're throwing it on the floor? Such a naive rich guy."
Xu Zhenyu got even angrier. He kicked the cell phone even further away and said, "You're right! I am a damn naive rich guy."
Second Young Master Xu stomped out of the VIP lounge furiously. This was the first time he was ridiculed by a woman. No… it should be a young and ignorant kid. And he was feeling bitter about it.
