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My Super Beautiful Lady Boss

Chapter 1719 - 1805: Migrant Worker
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Chapter 1719: Chapter 1805: Migrant Worker

It was a bit hard to understand, but they quickly caught on.

The man who was flattering others turned pale and then flushed. Su Xuan’s words were truly skillful. What does it mean to insult someone without using curse words? Su Xuan simply pointed out that Young Master Fan sang terribly, but from start to finish, he hadn’t said it explicitly. Instead, he used a metaphor, calling the sycophant among the pigs.

Sure enough, when Su Xuan said it, Young Master Fan glared fiercely at the flattering young man, then moved to stand in front of Sun Qianxun, and took out a very delicate box.

"Qianxun, happy birthday! This is my gift to you!"

"Young Master Fan. How thoughtful of you!"

"Yeah, let’s see what it is."

"Wow, the Heart of the Ocean!"

Sun Qianxun’s girlfriends were all keen to join in the fun, and everyone knew that Young Master Fan was pursuing Sun Qianxun.

"Aren’t you that migrant worker who drives a Wuling Hongguang? Qianxun, you know him?"

Seeing Su Xuan, the other said curiously, and the moment he finished speaking, everyone turned to look at Su Xuan—here, everyone had a good background. They were all curious about who Su Xuan was, as none of them knew him, nor did Sun Qianxun. But since he was a guest, and Su Xuan was good-looking and humorous, he naturally gained their favor.

Of course, although Su Xuan couldn’t tell, these young ladies could see that this suit on Su Xuan was worth tens of thousands. Although Su Xuan was a bit tan, the aura of success about him made them think he was perhaps a self-made success story.

Don’t think these young ladies aren’t snobbish. In reality, many girls born after 1995 are snobbier than their peers like Su Xuan.

When they heard Young Master Fan say Su Xuan was a migrant worker driving a Wuling Hongguang, many showed looks of disgust, and several girls walked away, thinking to themselves, "Geez, I thought he was some rich young master, turns out he’s a construction site foreman."

"Wow, Uncle, you’re really something special!"

Looking at Su Xuan, the alternative girl who first approached him gave him a playfully mocking look. Anyone not blind could tell there was a bit of disdain in her eyes, thinking, "My God, a migrant worker wearing branded clothes!"

Su Xuan didn’t say anything, just felt a bit helpless. It was indeed an era that judged by money; looking good without money was worth nothing.

"Hey, Uncle, you still have the tag on your clothes!"

Truly impressive were the eyes of these women, spotting that the tag was still on Su Xuan’s clothes.

In that instant, others looked down on him even more, thinking it was probably rented. Why pretend to be a wealthy young master without the money? Maybe he was trying to bag a rich bride.

"Haha... Uncle, this outfit is probably a knockoff, right? Look, since I’m in a good mood today, I’ll cut that tag for you, and I’ll reimburse you later. You see, today is Qianxun’s birthday; wearing an outfit with tags when the elders arrive will be embarrassing!"

Young Master Fan said derisively, he had been parking earlier, so he didn’t know what happened next. Right now, he desperately wanted to humiliate Su Xuan.

"Pfft..."

The girls below whispered among themselves, their eyes full of disdain. Even Bu Daming felt a bit uncomfortable, but looking at Su Xuan who seemed unfazed, Bu Daming realized how genuinely tolerant Su Xuan was.

"Young Master Fan, please respect my guest. Uncle, don’t mind them; I’m glad you could come to my birthday!"

Sun Qianxun shot Young Master Fan a look and then gave Su Xuan an apologetic glance.

This surprised Su Xuan; he hadn’t expected Sun Qianxun to be so genuine. Su Xuan could tell Sun Qianxun wasn’t faking it but was sincerely kind.

Sun Qianxun didn’t know Su Xuan, thinking he might be a friend of her father’s. Actually, looking at Su Xuan, he seemed more genuine and simple. Sun Qianxun was quite observant; he noticed Su Xuan’s hands were calloused and his skin was tanned. To him, Su Xuan seemed like someone who earned his living through hard work, much better than Young Master Fan.

"Qianxun... don’t be fooled by this swindler. I’m telling you, this guy is just here to freeload."

Young Master Fan felt frustrated—he hadn’t expected Sun Qianxun to respond like this.

"That’s my business, not yours to worry about!"

Sun Qianxun retorted sharply. He knew Young Master Fan was interested in him, but though he was the mayor’s daughter, he utterly disdained people like Young Master Fan—completely talentless, only lucky to be born into a good family, yet pretending to be capable all day long. Really, thinking about it made him despise them a thousand times more.

Just then, a group of middle-aged women entered. Seeing them, Su Xuan knew these must be Sun Qianxun’s mother and the mothers of the others. Actually, the birthday party of a mayor’s daughter couldn’t be that simple.

Su Xuan noticed a woman who bore some resemblance to Sun Qianxun approaching, with another who looked a bit like Young Master Fan next to her.

"Oh, Qianxun, you’ve grown even prettier recently!" The middle-aged woman commented looking at Sun Qianxun, acting very affectionately as if she were looking at her daughter-in-law.

"Mom, you’re here!"

Sun Qianxun smiled slightly at her mother. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"Yes, happy birthday, sweetheart!"

Sun Qianxun’s mother gave her a big hug, and at that moment, these wealthy women looked at Su Xuan with curiosity.

"Qianxun, is this your friend?"

All the guests today were similar to Qianxun’s age, and Su Xuan was noticeably older, naturally stirring their curiosity.

"Yes, he is!"

Sun Qianxun hesitated for a moment before quickly saying, her heart was curious too—Su Xuan wasn’t her parents’ friend, so who could he be?

"Auntie, you don’t know this migrant worker!"

Young Master Fan was quite adept at reading faces and quickly spoke up; he now aimed to make Su Xuan look as bad as possible.

"I don’t know him. Qianxun, is this really your friend?"

Sun Qianxun’s mother’s expression turned unpleasant. Today’s birthday party was filled with acquaintances, either Sun Qianxun’s friends or those having beneficial connections or true friendships with her parents. Ordinary people wouldn’t have entered. So, who was this guy?

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