Dong Feifei, you are really good. You are so good at creating hatred. Just one sentence can arouse Ye Liangchen's disgust.

"Brother Liangchen, let's go over there and ignore her. This woman is so annoying!"

Bai Yarong hugged Ye Liangchen's arm, looking pitiful and wanting to lower her head and avoid him.

"Since we're friends, it's okay to talk. Don't worry, Ya Rong, what are you afraid of with me here?"

Ye Liangchen raised an evil smile and looked at Dong Feifei.

"Hey, hey, hey... I haven't seen you for a few days. Bai Yarong, have you become tougher? Do you think having a boyfriend is so great? You didn't even come forward to say hello to me, Dong Feifei, when you saw me? Believe it or not, I can have someone collect the debt from your father in a minute?"

"I...I...Brother Liangchen, why don't we just leave? I don't want you to get caught up in this flood!"

Bai Yarong grabbed Ye Liangchen's arm and wanted to leave.

Ye Liangchen, however, did not take it to heart.

"Ha! Miss Dong, you are very interesting."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye almost burst out laughing.

As expected of the male lead, his pretentious catchphrases are awesome.

"You son of a bitch, so what if you're big? Look at your poor, pathetic appearance, you're obviously a penniless wretch..."

After humiliating Ye Liangchen, Dong Feifei went on to humiliate Bai Yarong.

"You little green tea, are you pretending to be pure? You are so noble, your father still owes my loan company three million!"

"What's wrong with you, little cousin? You're trying to trick a poor, honest guy like him into buying you a house. Look at how poor he is. He's obviously a country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world. If he can afford a house, I'll kneel down and call him daddy..."