" He Xianyi, I love you. Someday, I'll be able to afford all these luxury goods, so take these flowers, as a token of my love. "
Feng Lei, who looks totally out of place, wearing cheap but presentable delivery man attire, while drenched with sweat, says to He Xianyi, a sneering, rich, perfumed lady who barely even gives him a second glance, and throws the flowers Feng Lei plucked along the way to the Calvin Klein store full in Feng Lei's face.
" Accept your love, Feng Lei? How dare you compare yourself to me? We live in two different worlds, far apart from each other. Do you see that Calvin Klein dress on display? It costs far more than what you earn as a delivery man. "
He Xianyi haughtily sneers at Feng Lei in a sharp, condescending tone, as if Feng Lei is nothing more than a lowly man-servant.
" But He Xianyi, you don't know how much I pine for you. Within a few years I'll be worthy of your hand, I swear. "
Feng Lei says.
"Within a few years I will still be richer than you, Feng Lei, while you will still be out there in the streets, delivering food using a cheap electric tricycle. Get lost, cheapskate. Here, have a few dollars, so you won't end up sleeping on streets if you lose your delivery job. "
He Xianyi rummages for her wallet inside her shoulder bag, pulls out a thick wad of crisp 100 dollar bills, and slams it on the floor.
The commotion draws crowds of onlookers who jeer and mock at Feng Lei, with leering faces and sharp, mocking tones, causing Feng Lei's cheeks to redden with humiliation and anger.
" He's only a poor delivery man, she comes from the wealthy, and well known Xianyi family. How dare he try to reach out of his league. "
" He's a poor leper who tries to woo a rich and fine lady. "
" Woo her? Hah! More like he's begging her. "
" Let him beg. He's nothing but a lowly worm after all. "
" He's not qualified to have her. "
A luxury Bugatti supercar with sleek black finish roars to a stop right outside the Calvin Klein store, while Tu Jiayan, a hot, handsome, and rich businessman from the wealthy Jiayan family steps out from the luxury supercar, his car keys dangling on his belt, smelling of expensive perfume, wearing a sleek black Calvin Klein suit, sleek black Calvin Klein necktie, sleek black Calvin Klein slacks, and sleek black Calvin Klein shoes. Tu Jiayan flashes a perfect smile at the onlookers that gather, while he enters the Calvin Klein store holding an expensive bouquet of flowers he bought beforehand.
" Isn't that young Master Tu Jiayan? "
" It's indeed him. The Young Master of the Jiayan family. "
"The Jiayan family is blessed to have him as the future patriarch. "
" Ooh. What a hot and handsome rich man. "
" Now, that's a perfect match for He Xianyi. "
" Even the heavens agree with the two joining together. "
"Only the heavens? Even the universe and the cosmos agrees with the two joining together. "
The females among the onlookers, young and middle-aged alike, swoon at the sight of Tu Jiayan, with the young ones blushing furiously right on the spot, while a few middle-aged females faint right there, unable to take in Tu Jiayan's hotness.
" Who the fuck are you? Get the hell out of there, pauper. Get lost. "
Tu Jiayan frowns at the sight of Feng Lei, glaring down at Feng Lei, who refuses to budge, and pushes Feng Lei roughly to the floor, causing Feng Lei to stumble down on the floor, and steps past Feng Lei, to much loud and raucous laughter from the onlookers.
Someday, when I rise, I will definitely teach those two a lesson. How dare he insult me because he's rich!
Feng Lei thinks, enraged, while the onlookers continue to jeer and mock at him.
" Haha. He deserves it. "
" What a fucking pathetic loser. Daring to reach up to heavens. Now his hands reach down to the floor. "
" He Xianyi, I love you. Will you be my fiance? "
Tu Jiayan directly approaches He Xianyi, and kneels on one knee, with an opened and expensive ring case in one upraised hand, and a bouquet of expensive flowers in another, while He Xianyi covers her mouth in pleasant surprise.
" Yes, Tu Jiayan. I accept. "
Tu Jiayan then gives the bouquet to He Xianyi before tenderly placing the ring on He Xianyi's finger, and kissing He Xianyi on the lips for the onlookers to see, enraging Feng Lei even further.
" Ooh. How romantic. "
" That's what a gentleman is. "
" That's true love at its finest. "
As if to further rub the salt into the wound, Tu Jiayan brandishes a black card, and tells He Xianyi to take her pick among the dresses, designer heels and handbags on display in the Calvin Klein store.
" Take your pick, my love. Let me pay for your purchases, He Xianyi. "
Tu Jiayan sweetly says, making He Xianyi blush furiously.
" I won't be polite, then, fiance. "
He Xianyi replies.
The male store manager, who watches from behind the counter, throws Feng Lei, who brushes off his clothes and manages to stand up a venomous look before approaching Tu Jiayan and He Xianyi. all pleasant smiles and courtesies.
" Hello, Miss He Xianyi. What can I do for you today? "
The manager says to Tu Jiayan and He Xianyi pleasantly.
" I'll take this dress, that designer heel, and that handbag please, manager. "
He Xianyi says, gesturing to an expensive dress, designer heels, and designer handbag on display in the store, with Tu Jiayan at her side, the two of them making a picture perfect couple.
"Ooh. A wealthy man indeed. "
" When the two get married, He Xianyi will have a stable future. "
" He can clearly provide for his future wife. "
He Xianyi and Tu Jiayan approach the counter while Tu Jiayan slides the black card across the counter, and the store manager slides the black card into his POS machine, with a satisfying beep that clearly accepts the black card, while gesturing for the store security, a security guard crisply dressed in a guard's uniform to take Feng Lei outside the store.
" Ooh. I guess he has billions inside his black card. "
" Even if he spends millions, it won't drain fast in a day. "
" What the hell are you thinking, you dog, that you dare to enter the luxury store and harass our customers? "
The security guard snaps at Feng Lei in a haughty and commanding tone, roughly pushing him outside the Armani store, without a trace of respect, to the sound of more jeers and mockery.
" That lowly worm deserves it. "
" As if he can afford to buy luxury clothes anyway. "
" Buy luxury clothes? Hah. He will have to bankrupt himself first. "
" Bankrupt himself first? His salary as a delivery man isn't even enough to avail for a loan. "
" Avail for a loan? The bank will reject his application outright. "
These fucking idiots, I'll show them when I finally rise a harsh lesson. I never forgive, and I never forget.
Feng Lei thinks, his jaw clenched with anger, as he is roughly shoved out of the Calvin Klein store, by the guard through the scruff of his delivery uniform, as if Feng Lei is a dog.
" Fate has handed me a heavy hand. I used to be a senior digital marketing officer in a notable company, before my former colleague conspired against me, and got me fired, and here I am, having to deliver food for a living. But I will rise again! "
Feng Lei rages, shaking his fists high up into the air, his expression dark with barely concealed anger, his body shaking with rage.
" Aww. What a sad sob story. "
" How low he has fallen. "
" What devilry causes a poor pig like him to dare to enter a luxury store? "
" How moving. "
" Must we cry rivers of tears for him? "
The onlookers say, every word uttered a barbed mockery, every word sharp daggers that pierce straight into the heart.