Qin Yu laughed bitterly in anger and said, "I'm really curious, isn't this a place for selling cars?"
"Why can they come, but I can't?"
Wang Lu looked down upon him and said, "We are very welcoming to guests who come to look at and buy cars."
"But we don't welcome poor people like you who can't afford it and still like to come and pretend."
"I've seen plenty of people like you, who come to the shop to scam food, drinks, and hospitality, acting all rich and mighty, but in the end, it all boils down to 'I'll think about it' and it comes to nothing."
Feng Yu, with a bitter and deep-seated look, said, "Qin Yu, you should be self-aware and save some face for yourself."
"Do you know, after our divorce, these days have been the happiest and most comfortable I've had in years."
"I beg you, don't appear in front of me again."
"Seeing you like this really makes me feel sick."
Qin Yu felt a twinge of pain in his heart, for, after all, this was the woman he had once loved deeply.