"I haven't even said anything, and you're already in such a hurry to clear Nan Xing's name?" Lin Wanli spoke calmly and then put down the teacup in her hand.
"If you don't have any suspicions, why will you meet me alone behind Nan Xing's back? Do you know that your actions are equivalent to betrayal in our eyes?" The man sneered and said, "We are poor, but we also have dignity. You rich people won't understand how hard we work to live a good life."
"Indeed, I don't feel that about you, but Nan Xing...I have experienced it greatly. Ren Hao, it's not your fault that you're poor, but it's not my fault that I'm rich. If it weren't for your inferiority complex, what does your dignity have to do with me?" Lin Wanli hit the nail on the head.
