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A fierce collision between traditional aristocrats, urban upstarts, nouveau riche and the poor!
Can love cross class barriers?
This article is a modern urban fiction.
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"I'm not asking you, I'm asking her. Let her talk about her own affairs!" Liao Bozhou poured himself a glass of wine as he spoke. He was obviously targeting Yifan, but he didn't even look at Yifan.
"Being a nurse all your life will lead to the same fate! I don't want that fate!" Yifan answered, holding back his heartache.
"Then what kind of fate do you want? Rich clothes and fine food? Wearing gold and silver? Getting something for nothing?" Liao Bozhou asked in a very disdainful tone, and looked at Yifan with a mocking look.
"I don't want to get something for nothing! I just want to do equivalent exchange! If you can change your destiny by trading, I'm willing to give it a try!" Yifan replied in a trembling voice.
"Exchange of equal value? Transaction? What capital do you have that can be used for exchange or transaction?" Liao Bozhou asked in a more disdainful tone.
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"You probably think that you are very beautiful, and that your appearance is your capital! If you really think so, then I have to pour cold water on you! Do you know? What girls like you often lack is not beauty, but aura. Because you are poor, because you have never seen the world, you will have no confidence in your actions and words, you will show timidity, you will be cramped, and you will naturally show your petty attitude. This is unavoidable for any girl from a civilian family. Because Xiaojiaziqi has long been burned into their bones by the iron of life, and the mark formed during their growth is difficult to remove. Unless they have the opportunity to be reborn or reborn, do you think you have such a chance? So I advise you to give up! It is difficult for you to get into the elegant hall with your little beauty, so why not go back and be your Xiaojiabiyu!" Liao Bozhou said so bluntly that it was almost cruel.
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Zhu Dongxu couldn't stand listening anymore and couldn't help but question his cousin in front of Xiaoli and Yifan.
"How to talk? She can't stand these words, and she still wants to hang out in the circle of the rich? With her identity, there is only one way to get into the circle of the rich - that is to turn herself into a mess of mud and let the rich trample on her, so as to provide them with entertainment. If you can't stand it, or don't want to turn yourself into mud, then don't enter that circle! You know, it's not that easy to be a gold digger. If you don't have the courage and determination to give all your self-esteem, then don't be a gold digger!"
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