Zhong Yi wasn't angry, but she upturned her red lips and looked at Luosang from head to toe while clicking her tongue. "Luosang, look at you. You're the princess of the Xu Family, yet you're wearing cheap clothes, and you didn't even dare use your real name. You're like a rat passing a street that disgusts everyone. You're so pathetic."
Luosang felt like a sharp sword had pierced through her heart. Her face paled.
What embarrassed her the most wasn't the comedown of her family, but was the fact that she couldn't use her own last name.
She lost everything a year ago, but today, she didn't want to lose everything again.
"Yes, my clothes are cheap, indeed. It only cost me a hundred yuan." Luosang coldly and proudly tucked her hair behind her ear and said, "But I'm prettier than you, so I look better in these cheap clothes than you do in those expensive ones. Plus, I don't even need to wear makeup."
