A woman dressed in garish clothes, with seductive triangular eyes, looked at Qin Yue with a faint hint of disdain.
"Qin Yue, I'm not trying to criticize you, but letting go of such a good man like Young Master Ye and instead following a lowly gigolo, I really don't know what you're thinking?"
"Exactly, Qin Yue, don't be stupid. What's so good about being a rich second generation? Wait a few years until the money runs out, and then you'll be the one regretting it!"
Qin Yue's face turned pale as she listened to people's ridicule, and her eyes were full of anger.
"Enough, are you never going to stop?"
"Did Ye Fei offend you? Is there a need to mock him the moment you see him?"
"Am I the one finding a man, or is it you?"
"If you think Ye Jian is so great, why don't you marry him!"
Seeing Qin Yue upset, Wang Fang stepped forward to comfort her, "Let it be, Qin Yue. After all, we're classmates, there's no need to make it so ugly!"
