"Damn, you fat and dumpy." Ye Chen sneered coldly, not sparing a harsh insult at Zhang Bufan, "With your sorry-ass looks, you think you can become a tall, rich, and handsome guy. Your dad's six feet tall, your mom's five foot three, how did they end up with a punk-ass son like you? Damn, if I was born looking like you, I'd just climb out the window and end it; there's no need to scare others in the world. Bufan, it's not your fault you're ugly, but coming out and scaring people, that's on you!"
Pfft...
