"That's Jiang Chen," Zhou Ru said with a gloomy face, nodding her head.
"How could this be!"
Zhou Qian, not caring that Jiang Chen was just sitting beside her, blurted out, "What can he do? Everybody knows about your good-for-nothing son-in-law. What can he do besides leeching off others? He's just a piece of trash. If you're not going to help then there's no need to fob us off with such a loser."
Zhang Tao looked at Jiang Chen with disdain, "Him? He's just a freeloader. All our relatives know it too. What can he do? Cousin, if you don't want to help just say it, there's no need to push your useless husband to the forefront, is there?"
Zhou Ru also glared fiercely at Jiang Chen, "Don't you know what kind of trash you are? You even have the nerve to brag to others, and you've managed to bring your con artist act into your own home? Wanguo Bank is such a big bank, do you know anyone there? Are you worthy?"
