Ye Linlang was holding the exquisite box of chocolates. As she stood in front of the trash can, she suddenly felt that the thing in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Most of the students in the class were either rich or they were nobles. It might be difficult for them to understand Ye Linlang's feelings at this moment.
To them, a box of chocolate worth tens of thousands of yuan might only be a little expensive. It would be a little painful to throw it into the trash can. After a week or even a day or two, it would be fine.
But to Ye Linlang, what kind of concept was tens of thousands of yuan?
If she had that amount of money, Ye Linlang would not have watched the Song family's Granny wither day by day in the small desolate village, and she would not have been helpless.
Sometimes, she could not even afford to buy meat, so she could only go to the mountains to dig some wild vegetables for Granny to eat every day.
