"That's because you're dressed in designer brands," Xia Youyang was very astute, able to deduce a person's financial status from their attire. Moreover, when this man took out his wallet just now, he noticed it was stuffed full of cards. Hence, even if he wasn't a billionaire, he was certainly not poor.
Ruan Xiangchen chuckled lightly, "So, as long as I have money, you would allow me to stay by your sister's side?"
Xia Youyang shook his head, making a shockingly direct statement, "I'm just afraid you're too poor and would drag my sister down. She is already struggling; so, don't make her life any harder."
Ruan Xiangchen was left in an awkward situation, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, after hearing Xia Youyang's words.
"Don't worry, I won't drag your sister down. Furthermore, I am very wealthy. So, rest assured, you can entrust your sister to me; I won't make her suffer," Ruan Xiangchen said proudly, straightening his attire.
