"Ah! Meiying, why did you choose a construction worker!"
"It's really a case of times changing, just look at Xiaoxue, such a pity to waste such a beautiful girl."
Many classmates at the dinner table were whispering and sighing secretly, looking at Lin Chen with disdainful and contemptuous expressions.
At that moment, Lin Chen finally finished gnawing on a pig's trotter and threw the bone onto the table.
"Actually, I'm not a construction worker!" Lin Chen said, wiping his greasy mouth with a napkin.
Everyone was stirred upon hearing this, watching Lin Chen who looked proud of himself, wondering if he might be a nouveau riche.
Lin Chen coughed, looked around, and said, "While I'm not a construction worker, I am indeed a true farmer, having grown up in the countryside."
"Damn, after such a big buildup, he's just a farmer." Those who had fantasized that Lin Chen was a nouveau riche once again showed disdain in their eyes.
