"What did you say!" The haughty rich girl suddenly slammed the table, her rage uncontrollable as she snapped at the person who had just spoken.
The girl who dared to confront her had been picked on by her before and had long disliked her, "I'm just saying you're sour because you can't eat the grapes, seeing someone with a good-looking boyfriend and then claiming she's kept. Weren't you the one saying she was being kept? Why don't you go ask that guy for his WeChat and see if he even pays attention to you!"
"Haha, I wouldn't ask for it, you think I'm as boy-crazy as you?"