“You are so rich, you still ask me for money!”
The luggage girl looked at Feng Yin in disbelief. The accusation in her eyes seemed to have done something extremely sinful.
Feng Yin suddenly laughed.
“I am rich? What are you kidding? Netizens across the country know that I am poor. Not only is I poor, I am also in debt. I am poor here. I am poor. Can you compare with me?”
The person next to him turned his neck slightly, looking at Feng Yin.
She seems to be a little proud of her words?
Is it an illusion?
“You——Cheng Yanqiu is rich!”
The woman shouted Cheng Yanqiu’s name in panic, and Feng Yin’s little face turned completely black.
“I have to say this carefully. What does Cheng Yanqiu have to do with me? We are just a boyfriend and girlfriend, and his property has no legal relationship with me. How can I live on the money of men in the new century? Are you belittling the status of our women? In your heart, women can only cling to men and survive?”
Feng Yin said a series of great principles, and the people around me only have one feeling: how inconsistent?
Feng Yin usually starts to fight at this time?
Change the routine?
But when they saw the luggage girl on the opposite side who was so angry that she trembled all over, they seemed to understand a little.
Different people, different tricks.
This time, Feng Yin occupied the moral commanding heights.
“You are lying! You clearly said that you like Cheng Yanqiu because you like his money! You admit it in front of netizens across the country! Don’t deny it!”
Feng Yin shook his head again, looking like he had no choice but to do with you, a naughty child.
“I, Feng Yin, never regret it. I just like Cheng Yanqiu is rich. This is a fact, but it does not mean that I have to spend his money. Are the two contradictory?”