The red tablecloth at the engagement party was eye-sore.
Sheng Chenjian lowered his head and looked at the small gold ring in his hand. The cheapest model on the counter was 3,800 yuan. He saved for three months.
"That's it?"
Lin Weiwei's voice was sharp and sharp, like nails scraping against glass. She picked up the ring on her fingers painted with bright red nail polish and waved it in front of the crowd of relatives.
"Sheng Chenjian, how much money do you make per month driving that shabby second-hand car? Can you afford a ring worth three thousand eighty yuan?"
The whole table was silent. The aunt's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, the cousin suppressed a smile, and the mother-in-law's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Sheng Chenjian opened his mouth: "Weiwei, from now on I..."
"What's next!" Lin Weiwei stood up suddenly and grabbed the copy of the real estate certificate on the table - it was the 60-square-meter old house rented by Sheng Chenjian. He specially copied the red book to look more respectable.
Hiss——
The copy split in half in her hands.
"How dare you use the house you rent to deceive others? Sheng Chenjian, I've been with you for three years, and you're going to show me this?" She threw the shredded paper in his face, "My best friend's boyfriend bought the whole riverfront flat! What about you? You can't even afford a toilet!"
Pieces of paper fell on Sheng Chenjian's shoulder. He didn't move.
