How dare you, a firefly candle, compete with the bright moon?

Yue Lingshuang walked to the cinema without looking back.

Park Jung Jae is angry!

I feel like I've lost some face.

I drove a $50 million supercar to strike up a conversation, but was severely scorned by the girl.

And he was mercilessly slapped in the face in front of so many melon-eating people!

What a shame!

Awkward!

Society is dead!

Angry from shame!

"Tch, you drive a supercar and think you are awesome, but the girl doesn't even pick you up!"

"Suddenly I feel a lot more mentally balanced. It turns out that rich second-generation people who drive supercars will still be rejected. Girls have really upright views. Well done. You are worthy of being a Chinese girl!"

"This is a second-generation rich man from Kimchi Country. I suspect that he does not have a driver's license from China at all. Do you want to call the police to see if he is driving without a license?"

A group of melon-eating people were talking and pointing.

It made Park Jung Jae even more angry!

"Wait a minute and speak clearly!"

Park Zhengzai grabbed Yue Lingshuang's shoulders.

It seems that he wants to regain his lost face.

But at this moment.

Yue Lingshuang suddenly got angry and threw the long-legged oppa to the ground with a fierce throw!

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Chapter completed!