"What are you going to do if I tell you?" Li Huijin's temper flared, and she pointed at Cao Ying's nose. "You don't regard me as a classmate, and I truly don't think of you as one! Let me tell you, I really don't consider you a classmate. Miss Cao, you play Cinderella all day long, dreaming about your prince coming to put the glass slipper on your foot. Is that what you call love?! Even Cinderella knew to attend the ball to hook the prince! And you? Young Master Xie is standing right here, yet you don't cherish him. Hanging out with these two, who can't even afford a private room or red wine—what good can come from that?"
The derogatory term "old-fashioned folks" had degraded to "disreputable companions"... Lin Feng glanced at Li Huijin speechlessly. This woman is really so full of herself! He felt an itch in his hands. If Cao Ying hadn't spoken up yet, and if Li Huijin weren't a woman, he guaranteed he could take her down in a second…
