The speaker was a young man about the same age as Xue Jingdong. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he exuded an air of aggressive arrogance.
Su Qingning's stunningly beautiful face was already frosty, but it turned even colder upon hearing his words, becoming downright glacial.
Lin Xiao was annoyed. He didn't care about being called a stinking beggar—it was just a name, after all. But humiliating Su Qingning was absolutely unacceptable.
Just as Lin Xiao was about to speak, Xue Jingdong cut in with a jeering laugh. "Cheng Wei, what the hell is wrong with you? You're talking nonsense before you've even had a drink. Or are you just looking down on people now that you're doing well at the Shao Corporation?"
