Fang Jingwei's face was iron-blue with anger, just as she was about to speak.
Before she could get a word out, Wu Fengxia spoke again, "I never thought you'd stoop to clinging onto a rich second generation. You always acted so pure and innocent in front of me. I kindly wanted to take you to a bar to meet rich guys, but you refused. Now that I've caught you, you can't pretend anymore, can you?"
Fang Jingwei, her face still iron-blue, said, "Wu Fengxia, don't talk nonsense. I'm not clinging onto any rich second generation. He's my classmate!"
Wu Fengxia scoffed, "So what if he's a classmate? Clinging to a rich second generation classmate makes you more noble than me?"
She glanced at Shen Dong with disdain and said, "It seems like your taste isn't all that great, going after a rich second generation without choosing someone better. Looking at this man's clothes and demeanor, his family must have, what, tens of millions at most?"
