"Ha! No wonder you know that woman. Not very capable, but her ambition is high!"
Zhang Hongyun sneered, lowering her voice slightly, carrying the scorn her status allowed toward them.
"Since we're not the same kind of people as you, I know we're not worthy to ride in the same car as you. So take care, goodbye!"
Tan Yiwen gave her one last glance, then turned around, straightened his back, and returned to the car.
It was as if a string in Zhang Hongyun's mind had been suddenly tugged, and when she turned her head, he was already driving away.
Zhang Hongyun stood there, staring for a long time at the spot where he left, unable to react, feeling that his temper seemed much bigger than hers.
But what right did he have to be so temperamental toward her? If it weren't for her father's recommendation, would he be where he is today?
Sure enough, he's the kind of person who forgets gratitude!
