In the quiet coffee shop, a man and a woman were sitting in the most conspicuous position.
"I think you already know my situation, don't you?" The man sat opposite Laura, wearing a blue suit. He spoke with a sense of superiority, especially in front of Laura.
Laura's engagement to Rufus had been a joke for everyone in the circle.
Laura took a sip of coffee and felt extremely disgusted about the man's attitude.
She put down the coffee in her hand and smiled. "I really don't know about you."
The man looked gloomy. He had such a good condition, but she dared to say she didn't know him!
"Let me introduce myself first..."
"How old are you?" Laura deliberately interrupted the man when he was about to introduce himself.
The man was a little unhappy when he was interrupted. "39."
"Oh." Laura deliberately drawled. "I heard you were divorced?"
The man was furious. "Does it matter? I heard you were also betrothed."
Laura smiled. "Don't be angry. I'm only 25 this year. You're 39. I'm not the one who gets more in this deal, right?"
The man looked up. "I have a good job."
"I know. I was indeed betrothed. It's much better than getting married before, right?"
The man frowned. "I have a good job. You won't lose if you marry me."
Laura's eyes were fixed on his bulging belly, and at this moment, she was completely speechless.
He looked wretched, and he was not modest at all. How could he feel that his conditions were great?
What was so good about him?
What was there to be proud of?
"Why? I'm young and beautiful, and I have a good family. Why should I find a middle-aged man with a big belly and a wretched appearance?" Laura almost asked aggressively.
She was too disgusted with such a person who felt good about himself.
The man's face turned pale and then red.
"Why are you so rude?"
Laura sneered and took out a photo from her bag. This was a photo given to her by an aunt who introduced them to meet. She handed the photo to the man. "Is this you?"
The man took a look and looked up. "Yes."
Laura resisted the urge to leave. "How tall are you?"
The man's eyes sparkled guiltily. "180."
"But from my point of view, you're only 175 at most."
When the lie was exposed in front of him, the man was enraged. "You're not tall. Why should you say that I..."
"I'm 168 cm, 46 kilograms. I'm not lying at all. I think you should have my photo. There's a human body measurement machine in the supermarket. If you don't believe me, we can prove it together and check who was lying."
"Humph, I wouldn't do such a childish thing with you. To be honest, I don't like you. Look at you, your body is as stuffy as eggplant, and you don't look feminine at all!"
The man shook his hand and left.
Laura was so angry that her face turned red.
"Stop right there!" Laura was also furious. "Don't you have to pay for the drinks?"
With Laura's roar, everyone looked at the man.
The man's face twisted. He whispered, "Shrew!"
"Who are you cursing?" Laura walked over and stopped the man.
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