"Actually, I'm quite curious, how much money did your family spend?"
Qiao Yun shook her head, "No money."
"So you mean there wasn't a donation."
Li Miao suddenly realized, "Then, the new laboratory building that the school just built was donated by your family?"
Qiao Yun couldn't answer for a moment; although the Lu Family didn't fund the laboratory building.
But, it was built by Pei Ya for her.
Seeing Qiao Yun's furrowed brows in struggle, Li Miao felt she had grasped the truth.
Checking that the time was about right, Li Miao waved to Qiao Yun and returned to Class Three.
The seating arrangement had been sent to Qiao Yun earlier as information, and she directly approached her spot, just about to sit down.
Suddenly, the chair was kicked over with a bang.
"Sorry, my leg cramped," Jiang Huai apologizes with his mouth, but his face is full of ruffian arrogance.
Qiao Yun paused, then bent down to pick up the chair.
With a bang, the chair fell over again.
