"It's like there are a lot of things that mediocre people like you can't understand in a lifetime!"

Luo Yurou's words are sonorous, forceful and eloquent. They are direct and direct.

"Besides, this beauty, I can't agree with what you said!"

"What's wrong with the nobility, and what's wrong with the rich second generation?"

"Apart from my external aura, my Zheng Ziwen's conditions in all aspects are excellent, isn't it?"

"As for the yellow and white things and family background, it's just crowning and adding color to my successful life."

See his girlfriend was Luo Yurou this words to accept into a quail, Zheng Ziwen at this time is also unable to sit.

He straightened his tie and stepped forward with a handsome smile that he thought was elegant and charming. He had a strong sense of superiority.

"Oh? Yeah, so you're great? "

Luo Yurou glances at Zheng Ziwen, who is in a sense of inexplicable superiority, and then looks at Zhang Xiaofan, squeezing his eyes at him.

"Ha ha..."

Seeing Luo Yurou winking at her, Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

To tell you the truth, it's really a loss of Zhang Xiaofan's identity to see this kind of clown.

Only with the same good fight, not a fool on the short.

Zhang Xiaofan asked himself that he is not idle enough to waste time and life with clowns!

As a result, Zhang Xiaofan is too lazy to pay attention. Zheng Ziwen, who is trying to "perform" in front of him, directly takes Luo Yurou and Xiaoya and plans to leave first.

At this time, after seeing that he was completely ignored by Zhang Xiaofan as the air.

See, Zheng Ziwen this time a face is also green for a while, purple for a while, just like opened a dyeing workshop general, not wonderful!

In the eyes of Zheng Ziwen, he can easily dump him in all aspects and fields. Zhang Xiaofan's 100 streets are both relaxed and happy!

But even so, Luo Yurou and Xiaoya, who are beside Zhang Xiaofan, do not look at him like "little fans".

On the contrary, he directly ignored Zheng Ziwen as the air!

You say, how can Zheng Ziwen, who has always held himself high, easily recognize the great loss in front of him?

What's more, the person who gives him this bad breath is still the villain in his eyes, stinky loser!

"Wait a minute --!"

The more Zheng Ziwen thought about it, the more angry he was. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to stop Zhang Xiaofan, Luo Yurou and Xiaoya.

However, what Zheng Ziwen didn't notice is that his girlfriend Hu Ruixue's face was already gloomy at this time, almost dripping water

Zheng Ziwen went up to Zhang Xiaofan, bit his teeth and said:

"I said Zhang Xiaofan, how can I say that you are also a high school classmate with Ruixue who has been a classmate for three years? I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go so directly?"

"Oh?"

Zhang Xiaofan stopped, squinted and looked at Zheng Ziwen with a smile

"Why, do you have anything else to do?"

"And do you think I know you very well?"