"Impressive? Impressive at what?" Xiao Liao sneered, "Back in high school, she was so poor she wore her uniform all year round, even on weekends. She would haggle forever over a pair of 25-yuan shoes at a marketplace stall."
"Really? That low?" A girl nearby made a disgusted noise twice to express her disdain.
"Yeah, just poor and tacky, and unlucky too. Even though she's still lying in the hospital now, who knows when she might kick the bucket," Xiao Liao said, glancing at Rong Qingqing across from her.
"I reckon everyone named Rong Qingqing in this world is just as low-life, right, Xiao Zhang?"
Xiao Zhang nodded repeatedly.
Rong Qingqing didn't want to cause a scene since she hadn't even met the boss at Yun Shang yet.
But Liao Yun had resorted to such personal attacks that she could no longer endure it.
Rong Qingqing placed the apple she had bitten on the table, crossed her arms, and used her height advantage to look down at Liao Yun standing three steps away.
