"Wen Nuan, don't be ungrateful."
Speaking coldly, Wan Jie glanced at Wen Nuan with even more venomous eyes.
Observing from a distance was one thing, but up close, Wan Jie realized that Wen Nuan's bare face was flawlessly smooth, her skin was as good as a porcelain doll.
Comparison was indeed startling, igniting a fiery jealousy in Wan Jie's heart.
Wen Nuan looked at Wan Jie coldly, "Sister Wan, I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, but based on your actions just now, I feel it's an insult to me."
Throwing money around casually, Wen Nuan felt that this behavior was the epitome of a nouveau riche, leaving no room for any goodwill.
Hearing Wen Nuan's words, Wan Jie was even more furious, "Wen Nuan, what are you pretending for? You signed up, yet you claim not to know? You want fame but act low-key, what kind of game are you playing?"
