"Being supported?" Wei Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, expressing skepticism at the words she'd suddenly blurted out. "If I really wanted to support someone, do you think I would choose someone like you?"
Wei Chengfeng's gaze scanned her body from head to toe, the meaning behind it couldn't be more obvious.
Their disdainful and mocking eyes made Su Li angry. She deliberately pushed her chest forward and asked, "What's wrong with someone like me?"
Unexpectedly, Wei Chengfeng let out a light chuckle, his expression was a rare sight of pleasure.
"Su Li, the only advantage you might have is being sufficiently confident."
"You..." Su Li started to raise her index finger, held back, and then clenched it into a fist before withdrawing it. She then put on an indifferent facade and said, "I won't nitpick with you. After all, most men are just that superficial."
Indeed, men are superficial.
They all like them young, pretty, with good figures, the ones who act coy...
