It seems money can't buy my happiness after all.
Qin Xiaofei felt as if something was stuck in her chest, she couldn't breathe in, nor out. The discomfort was unbearable.
"Su Nian, you're going too far!" Qin Xiaofei's fists were balled tightly, her eyes glaring at Su Nian as if she'd said something unforgivable.
Zheng Haoyu was the apple of her eye. She always tried to please him when they met. Yet, Su Nian treated him like a fashionable accessory for others to admire. How could Qin Xiaofie not be angry?
With a casual shrug and a flutter of her peach blossom eyes, Su Nian added fuel to the fire, "Going too far? Besides, Zheng Haoyu's got money. I just like rich people."
As expected, Qin Xiaofei's hand slapped the table. Her beautiful face twisted with rage, she stared at Su Nian with hatred. "At the end of the day, you're just after Haoyu for his fortune. What makes you think you're good enough to marry him?"
