"Hey, Qin Keren, what's up with your fiancé? Can't he have a bit of class?" Qiao Jiaojiao said with disgust.
"What did I do?" Su Chen asked, puzzled.
"Can you be a bit civilized? Shaking hands with our Charlie with such dirty hands? Do you even know how much one of Charlie's clothes cost? If you get it dirty, you might not be able to afford to compensate for it even if you work for a year!"
"Ha, if you think it's dirty, don't come." Su Chen replied indifferently.
"Qin Keren, is this the fiancé you chose? I suggest you break it off early, he's an uncultured lower-class person." Seeing Su Chen's nonchalant attitude, Qiao Jiaojiao turned her criticism towards Qin Keren.
At this moment, Qin Keren just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Su Chen! You're really embarrassing me. Can't you show the demeanor that makes the Dongyin Family kneel and lick your boots?
