As they spoke, Huang Lingyu secretly glanced at Yang Hui a few times while deliberately keeping her distance from Zheng Lei. She really couldn't understand why Zheng Lei was trying so hard to show off. He was just making a fool of himself.
'What's so great about a BMW 3 Series that his old man bought for him? To put it nicely, he was "about to start work." To put it bluntly, wasn't he just an unemployed bum right now?'
She knew Yang Hui drove a top-spec Mercedes E-Class, and that he'd spent nearly 20,000 yuan on a single night of karaoke. He'd even tipped several thousand yuan on top of that.
'And what about you, Zheng Lei? You treated everyone to dinner but didn't even have enough money to pay the bill, forcing you to borrow from a classmate. You'll have to ask your family for spending money again tomorrow. And you still have the nerve to stand here bragging and acting all superior.'
