"Your woman? Are you kidding?" Zhang Manlin smiled in contempt.
"My looks are okay… I'm not too old for you… My educational background isn't as good as yours, but I now have an apartment, a car, a lot of money… and a stable job. How come you still think I'm beneath you?"
"You're a peasant. No matter how much money you have, you can't change your countryman's smell… Want to marry me? In your dreams! To tell you the truth, my target is President Qin."
Zhang Manlin didn't want to waste her breath on him and told him her true intentions.
"What? President Qin… But he's married…"
Trickster remembered that he had seen President Qin's wife from a distance when she picked up the twins.
She projected a high-wattage aura, making people not dare to get close to her.
He was surprised that Zhang Manlin had her eye on President Qin, a god-like figure.