The woman angrily threw a high-heeled shoe at him. The heel broke off, and she held the shoe, crying for a while out of heartbreak.
"Damn it!! I'm so pissed!! If a man can't measure up to Gong Beitang, that's one thing, but for me to be so pathetic too, it's unbearable!!"
The woman shouted at the backs of Gong Beitang and Sheng Qingxue: "If she's so frugal, why is she buying such expensive clothes? You must be dealing with a fraud! Gong Beitang! I'm telling you as a friend, don't treat a fraud like a treasure. If you're left with nothing, you'll regret it too late!!"
Sheng Qingxue suddenly froze. What does she mean? Could she be talking about her?
Actually, she didn't even know how much the clothes she was wearing cost.
But how did she become a fraud?
In her confusion, Gong Beitang had already calmly turned around, glanced at the woman, and said blandly, "Hmm, being left with nothing, indeed we have."
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