The school canteen really was crowded, and Ye Xiong had already done everything he could to keep a low profile, acting like a robot.
When Yang Xiaoqiao asked him to queue up, he went to queue up, and he didn't talk out of turn during the entire process.
Yet, Yang Xiaoqiao's radiance was too dazzling, and despite how low-profile he tried to be, countless gazes still shot towards him.
If looks could kill, Ye Xiong would have died over ten thousand times by now.
"Xiaoqiao, not only is your cousin handsome, but he's also so obedient. It's so hard to find a guy like that! It's just a pity he's a pauper with no money, otherwise he'd have ensnared who knows how many young girls!" Zhang Xiaoyan said with regret.
Flippantly throwing out several hundred thousand dollars, and he still has no money?
Yang Xiaoqiao was rendered speechless too, only able to blame this guy for being too good at pretending.
Right at that moment, trouble arose.
