"I have a membership card, but why should I show it to you?" Ye Feng laughed coldly.
"How could he have a membership card? Let me tell you, he's the live-in son-in-law of the Liu Family, a classic moocher," Liu Qingsong laughed and mocked, "In the past, his woman had to scrounge meals at our Liu Family, then he could live a decent life."
"Now it's different, his woman was kicked out by us, and he can't even afford to eat. Do you think he could have your kind of membership card?"
Hearing Liu Qingsong's words, the surrounding crowd began to look down on him.
"A moocher, seriously? What kind of person is this? How did the club allow someone like him in?"
"Shameless! Such a big man relies on a woman to support him, aren't you ashamed?"
Listening to these disdainful voices, Liu Qingsong felt immensely proud; this was exactly the result he wanted.
