Clumsy Mr. Fu

Wu Qian's face was iron blue, "Shen Qinglan, what's so great about you? You just happened to be born a bit better, if you were like me, maybe you wouldn't even be as good as me now. On what standing do you have to accuse me? If it weren't for you back in the bar, would I have fallen to this low?"

Back then at the bar, if Shen Qinglan had spoken clearly or simply taken her away, she wouldn't have been… Chen Qingtian wouldn't have despised her, they wouldn't have broken up, and she wouldn't have had to mingle among various men.

A trace of cold mockery flashed in Shen Qinglan's eyes. You see, that's human nature, disgustingly repulsive.

"I feel sad for your parents," Shen Qinglan said indifferently.