"I really can't deal with this. How did I end up meeting someone like you?"
Ye Fan really didn't know what else to say. There was no shortage of people who looked down on others, but this tall woman in front of him was indeed a rare breed.
Especially since the tall woman was spouting such wild words in front of the children, which made Ye Fan particularly furious.
Staring at the tall woman, Ye Fan raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, according to you, anyone who doesn't live as well as you do is a poor ghost, huh?"
"You've actually got that right. In my eyes, anyone who doesn't live as well as we do is a poor ghost!" the tall woman said arrogantly.
Then, the tall woman turned to her daughter Xu Tingting and said, "Tingting, your school is really trash, just a bunch of poor ghosts. Such a school isn't even fit for dogs. Like this, I'll call your father in a bit and ask him to spend some money to send you to the best noble school in Central Plains!"