To be honest, it's quite interesting that Han Ming encountered two people who looked down on him in one day.

He just couldn't understand why he, a perfectly fine person, would attract those self-proclaimed rich fools who always seemed to dislike him. He, Han Ming, hadn't offended them at all.

Looking at the fur-clad woman's posture by the table, Han Ming thought helplessly, "It seems this good-for-nothing is just like Du Yan."

The only difference is that Du Yan was targeting himself directly, while this fur-clad woman was targeting Liang Qi, and incidentally included herself in the list of targets.

It seems that this proud, peacock-like fur-clad woman must be Liang Qi's ex-boyfriend's current girlfriend. No wonder she's showing off in front of Liang Qi.

This inexplicable sense of superiority still manifests itself in certain individuals.

Showing off one's family background to the poor must surely bring immense satisfaction to that proud heart.

Han Ming waited for the fur-clad woman to speak. He wanted to see if this woman, who was a complete airhead, could compare to Du Yan, who was a complete airhead, and see who was more of an airhead.

The fur-clad woman didn't keep Han Ming waiting long. She probably racked her brains for a bit and came up with a few veiled remarks.

It would neither appear too snobbish, nor would it embarrass the few bumpkins present.

With a flick of her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, she said:

"Hey, look there! Han Yucheng, come here! Look who's this? It's that Qi girl!"

Seeing her exaggerated expression, she deliberately raised her voice a little and turned back to call her boyfriend over.

Han Ming looked at the fur-clad woman with the gaze of someone looking at an idiot, thinking to himself:

"This is really quite a mess, let alone her wearing a fur coat in this weather."

At least five minutes had passed since she walked from the stairwell to the table and put on her performance, and now she's suddenly acting all dramatic, as if she's bumped into someone she knows.

"That look in his eyes, that speed of reaction—what else could it be but a complete idiot?"

What, are you trying to gang up on Liang Qi?

Han Ming heard it clearly; it turned out that Liang Qi's ex-boyfriend shared the same surname as him. How utterly shameful!

How come someone surnamed Han produced such a scoundrel as him, following behind a mentally challenged woman like the fur coat girl and being bossed around like that? Doesn't he feel ashamed?

Han Ming, who already didn't like him much, now categorized him and the fur-clad woman into the same group, both of whom desperately needed to buy brain-boosting pills and eat a whole bottle every day.

Liang Qi's tall and thin ex-boyfriend, perhaps feeling guilty or ashamed to be associated with such a foolish woman, stood there dawdling, unwilling to approach her.

Seeing her boyfriend's pathetic state, the woman in the fur coat also got angry. She glared at him, then put on a stern face with her powdered face, looking like a tigress about to explode.

The boy seemed somewhat intimidated by her. Seeing her expression, he didn't dare to linger any longer and quickly took a few steps forward to stand next to Han Ming's table.

Han Ming couldn't help but laugh when he saw the fur-clad woman's arrogant expression. At that moment, he remembered the first time he met Tian Jiajia.

That was the typical look a wealthy, beautiful woman from a big city would give when she saw a rustic country bumpkin; Han Ming remembered that disdainful look very clearly.

However, as they got to know each other better, that slight disdain disappeared completely. Han Ming actually found Tian Jiajia to be a rather interesting girl, and quite a good match for his best friend.

Perhaps the best way to deal with others' disdain is to boost your own self-confidence. Only in this way can you avoid losing yourself in the complex expressions of others.

Just like now, Han Ming felt that this fur-clad woman was inexplicably arrogant, and even a little neurotic.

Is it just because Liang Qi is her boyfriend's ex that she has to come over and show off her superiority?

Seeing the boy standing in front of her made her feel very uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to look at Liang Qi.

Han Ming shook his head, sighing at his own lack of ambition. He turned to look at Liang Qi and noticed that although the girl had her head down, she seemed a little nervous.

Perhaps it was because I was unsure of what to expect next, and that made me a little nervous.

However, with Han Ming around, he wouldn't let Uncle Liang's daughter suffer any injustice. Otherwise, it would be too unfair to Liang Qi, who had followed him around calling him Brother Ming since childhood.

She gently asked Liang Qi what the woman's name was, and Liang Qi whispered that the woman's name was Liu Shishi.

Upon hearing this, Han Ming exclaimed, "What?"

"Liu Shishi?" A female celebrity, but she's not quite as good-looking as the Fourth Prince.

Judging from Han Ming's expression, Liang Qi knew he had misunderstood and added:

"Ming-ge, it's not Liu, it's Liu as in willow tree. I heard she's the daughter of a high-ranking executive at a big company in the city, and her family is very wealthy."

That's for sure. Unless he's after her family's wealth and power, it's impossible for Han Yucheng to have chosen that flashy fur-clad woman if he's been eating too much gutter oil and is blinded by trash.

Oh right, now I know the fur-clad woman's name: Liu Shishi. The more I look at her, the more her name seems like that of a famous courtesan from ancient times.

Looking at her outfit, it really does fit Han Ming's image of her.

Miss Liu Shishi, seeing that her boyfriend was still silently looking down after being called over, probably couldn't count on him anymore.

Originally, she wanted to show off their affection in front of Liang Qi, and also let her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend see how noble and elegant she was, this "golden canary" from the provincial capital.

But since her boyfriend wasn't coming, she had to do it herself.

Her scarlet lips parted again, and a voice that sent chills down Han Ming's spine came from beneath the fur-lined neck:

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