Qingfeng got irritated by the fact that he was being ridiculed by both Song Hu and that chick beside him. He was not a soggy marshmallow that allowed anyone to squish him whenever they felt like it. He decided to strike back.
"I have a question for you, lovely lady. What is the relationship between you and Song Hu?" Qingfeng laughed and asked the young lady while facing her criticism. His massive anger was hidden behind his subtle smile.
"I'm his girlfriend. Unlike someone poor and lonely forever like you that couldn't even afford a concert ticket," the young lady sneered and replied.
Now, Qingfeng's face had switched from a subtle smile to bitter expression. "Lovely, you are young enough to be Song Hu's daughter though, and now you are saying you are his girlfriend? Do your parents know that you are such a money-hungry, materialistic gold digger that had lost her purity to a rich old man? They must be heartbroken, huh?"
