Chapter Twenty-Two: He Cannot Afford It

Lu Hao did not speak a word about Xu Juan’s actions. After all, in matters like these, not only would Xu Juan lose face, but as the victim, he himself would hardly come out unscathed.

“It’s nothing, just some old emotional entanglements. Nothing worth worrying about,” Lu Hao waved his hand dismissively.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingfan wisely held her tongue.

Meanwhile, Xu Sen, sitting nearby, took one look at Zhang Qingfan’s slender, graceful shoulders, her luminous fair complexion, and her stunning beauty, and his eyes immediately lit up. Ignoring Lu Hao, who was seated at the table, he moved directly to take a seat across from Zhang Qingfan.

Striking what he thought was an exceptionally handsome pose, Xu Sen smiled and said, “Miss, you’re so beautiful—why would you keep company with someone like him?”

“Did you know he was just dumped by my sister? The reason? He’s too poor to afford a bride price.”

“Staying with a man like that, what future could you possibly have? Why not consider someone else—like me?”

As he spoke, he lifted a glass from the table and took a sip, glancing coldly at the lavish spread before him, and then at Lu Hao.

“To think, you pauper, you’d go this far just to impress a woman,” he sneered, casting another glance at Zhang Qingfan. “Miss, let me be honest—he’s probably taken out a loan just to bring you here. Don’t believe a word he says. He’s nothing but a penniless fraud.”

At this, Zhang Qingfan could bear it no longer. She seized a glass of wine and splashe