He felt a surge of jealousy, but would he dare to hit Lin Zhenghui in front of Lin Wan'er?
"Hello, what a coincidence, what are you here for? Need any help?" This old acquaintance, who had just parked his car, greeted Lin Wan'er with a smile as broad as a tiger's.
Indeed, he only greeted Lin Wan'er and did not greet Lin Zhenghui.
Lin Zhenghui knew this second-generation rich kid had always looked down on him, from high school to the outside world.
Those disdainful words from high school were better left unsaid.
"Jiang Jincheng? What a coincidence indeed." Lin Wan'er looked at him just getting off the big G Mercedes.
"Exactly, I haven't seen you since we graduated from high school. How have you been?" Jiang Jincheng said with a beaming smile, looking at the high school beauty he had never forgotten.
Gazing at her prominent chest, he thought to himself, "Beautiful, mature, girls who mix in society really are different."
