Li Hanxiao felt truly indignant and unwilling. This man dared to blatantly criticize them, thinking that many women nowadays are gold diggers.
When women get married, in reality, they can't deny considering material needs, but more importantly, they should look at the other person's character.
"Mr. Yao, aren't you being too self-deprecating?" Li Hanxiao slammed the coffee the waiter just brought onto the saucer. The bitter coffee spilled onto the table, forming a unique pattern.
The man across from her, with an unwavering gaze, had a hint of color flash through his eyes.
"How do you know those coming for your blind date are definitely after your money?" After saying this, Li Hanxiao stood up, pulled out a few bills, and slapped them onto the table. "This cup of coffee is on me. There won't be a lack of women who meet your 'three criteria,' but whether they're willing to wholeheartedly care for you, a cripple, you better figure it out yourself!"
