"Jiang Chen, since you're so rich, why have you always been..."
The previously crowded private room became somewhat empty in the blink of an eye, yet it didn't seem lonely at all.
Perhaps.
This is what a proper birthday looks like.
Zheng Jingjing, who had just sat back at the table, put down her chopsticks. She wanted to speak multiple times but stopped herself, unable to hold back the strong curiosity bubbling inside her.
Jiang Chen, having had his fill, leisurely sat at the table drinking water.
"Didn't I say it earlier? I like to keep a low profile."
A low profile?
Aren't you being a little too low-key?
Not wanting to flaunt wealth is completely understandable, but if you had revealed earlier that you were a super rich young master, would you still have been robbed of your love?
Never mind Liang Zhenlun, who could only strut in school. Even Sun Xiyu doesn't seem to be on the same level as Jiang Chen now.
