Seeing Zhong Yuchen enraged, Yue Hongxin on the side took a deep breath and persuaded,
"Mr. Zhong, why bother fussing over him so much?"
"In fact, I hadn't expected that, in some ways, he would be more excellent than you."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuchen's expression darkened even more: "What do you mean by that?"
His eyes turned cold, startling Yue Hongxin who then patted her chest and said with a tense voice,
"Mr. Zhong, you've misunderstood me. I'm asking you to calm down. A poor boy like him isn't worth your anger."
"I can see that Yingxue really likes him, but a penniless guy like him doesn't deserve Yingxue."
"Just take the gift for example, you gave Yingxue a bracelet worth ten million."
"And that Lin Mo, he just gave her a rotten glass bottle, and who knows what dark stuff is inside."
"With this alone, you've already won against him. Nowadays, not many girls aren't materialistic."
