"Zhou Sheng, that's enough out of you! Just because you have some spare change doesn't mean you're anything special. I'd rather be with a delivery guy than you!" Mengmeng's voice cut in from the side.
After all, she was the one who had roped the delivery guy into helping her, so seeing him get belittled by Zhou Sheng, she naturally had to step in.
Hearing her words, Zhou Sheng's face darkened. What does she mean by that? That I'm worse than a delivery guy? It feels like I'm being cheated on! Damn, I'm so pissed! He glanced at the handsome delivery guy, and his anger began to boil. This is driving me insane!
Zhou Sheng's face flushed with rage as he demanded, "Did I say something wrong? He's just a poor bastard, a mere delivery guy. How is he better than me?"
Hearing this, Xia Liang grew displeased. What's this guy's problem? Am I a poor bastard? He was utterly speechless at such blind prejudice.
