"Look at him, like a bear; he's probably never seen anything so lavish in his entire life. Poor thing, a good flower ended up with a pile of cow dung!"
"Ugh, can you stop talking like that? You've ruined my appetite! Just thinking about that pile of dung sitting with us makes me want to retch!"
It seemed, seeing Xu Ke not daring to talk back, this group of people became more reckless.
Hearing these unpleasant words, Lin Yiran's face was clouded with gloom, and she pinched Xu Ke hard.
Xu Ke squirmed, escaping her grasp, and handed the freshly peeled lobster to her.
Lin Yiran's face turned completely black; there was no way she would take it, and with a flick of her hand, she knocked it to the ground.
"What a waste of good meat!" Xu Ke winced with pain, shook his head, and reached for the platter again.
Seeing this, those guys laughed even more smugly, their disdain not hidden at all, gradually drawing more people's attention.
