Fang Cui stood by the table, spitting furiously as she cursed, "Zhao Xuefen, have you forgotten your days laboring to death as a pieceworker at the machinery factory? Su Ping, have you healed only to forget your pain, huh? Remember being cornered on the streets and beaten by a few youngsters until you were crying for daddy and howling for mommy, and now you strut around in front of us? Don't you see what you're worth?"
"Fang Cui!" Lin Ze Ping burst out in anger, "Shut your mouth!"
"Why should I shut up? Why should I?" Fang Cui retorted angrily, "Just look at this family. A wolf of the pack, once in power, becomes wild and arrogant. A little bit of money, and you think you're up in the clouds. Do you really think my daughter has to marry into your family? I'll tell you, you're not worthy of her!"
