"I think you're so busy you're dizzy now, with your head full of mush..."
Saying this mercilessly, Chi Jingxuan raised his glass and clinked it with his, draining it in one gulp, "You refuse to spend the Mo family's money to prove that you truly started from scratch, but are you willing to discard all your connections as well?"
"Maybe others know you as the eldest young master of the Mo family, but did you know who I was when we first met, and did I ever give you a second glance?"
Seemingly recalling their first meeting in childhood, a hint of nostalgia and amusement flickered in Chi Jingxuan's eyes.
Who would have thought that their acquaintance began with a fight?
Back then, both of them were just teenagers, one a top student and the other a teacher's bane—one of the problem students.
Mo Yichen hung out with a group of loitering delinquents every day, yet at the end-of-year exams, he still managed to score among the top of the class, exuding a scampish air from head to toe.
