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So if I were driving a Mercedes-Benz C-Class, I definitely could have won over Su Mengyue.
"This has nothing to do with me anymore, senior; I have to go."
For Su Mengyue, even if Zhang Honglei drove a Ferrari, it would still have nothing to do with her; she was the type of person who was very obsessive in relationships—once she was fixated on Li Zhiyan, she wouldn't change.
Only if one day Li Zhiyan beat her up or sold her to a club would she give up.
Watching Su Mengyue's retreating figure, Zhang Honglei clenched his fists.
"Why can't I be a rich second generation? Why is my mom so useless!"
Zhang Honglei started to feel resentment towards Wu Qingxian in his heart. They were both from single-parent families, but Yin Qiang's mother, Yin Xueyang, was not only a school leader, but also had her own business, worth tens of millions.
That's why Yin Qiang could drive a luxury car around the school to flirt with girls.