She was very angry, not understanding why her parents, who had always taught her to be indifferent to fame and wealth, suddenly did an about-face and became so snobbish.
"Daughter, you are a lady of high society! You are a phoenix on the branch! Such a lowly person is not worthy to be with you," Zhou Jiajia's mother replied.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yifan laughed; it seemed that the mighty remained mighty, not changing at all; to win over this mother-in-law, he was afraid he would have to bring out a mountain of gold to impress her!
"What do you mean 'worthy' or 'unworthy'? What do you mean 'lowly'? In modern society, everyone is equal; why differentiate between rich and poor, tall and short, fat and thin? If a person can provide for themselves with their own hands, what is there to be ashamed of? What makes them 'lowly'? On the other hand, you people who consider yourselves superior, I find quite lowly!" Zhou Jiajia criticized without concern for face.
