"Zhuang Shuo, you're so much worse of a person than your dad!"
"Xiaofan, let's go."
Even beautiful flowers can become enraged, as Lin Wanrou stood up and went over to take Zhang Xiaofan's hand.
Zhang Xiaofan smiled faintly, indicating to Lin Wanrou not to worry.
"Hmph! You're worthless, what kind of a shitty man are you, even a branded school graduate, and yet a woman is stronger than you."
Seeing Lin Wanrou holding Zhang Xiaofan's hand and cursing himself.
Zhuang Shuo felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.
He really wished he could hold Lin Wanrou in his arms and then ruthlessly step Zhang Xiaofan under his feet.
This was Zhuang Shuo's style all along.
"Zhuang Shuo, classmates as we were, I understand the kind of person you are."
"I didn't speak up before because I was just accompanying Wanrou here today."
"She knows your dad, and although you're still the same, you and I were still classmates at one point."
"But, you've been a huge disappointment."
