"Oh my god! Lin Feng, did you inherit some distant relative's fortune? How come you have so much money? This thick stack must be over ten thousand yuan, right?"
Feeling the thick stack of Mao Zedongs inside the wallet, the chubby Zhang Zhen's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed.
Seeing this, Qin Yanran also expressed her surprise, "Lin Feng, how do you have so much money?"
"Lin Feng, does this include the two thousand yuan you won from me that day?"
Xiao Nishang, however, smiled without any ripple of concern, since to her, the young miss of the Xiao Family, this amount of money was but a drop in the ocean.
"Hehe! Crazy girl, the two thousand yuan you lost to me has long been spent."
Lin Feng didn't bother with explanations and directly said to the chubby Zhang Zhen, "Fatso, just take five hundred then! Consider it my sponsorship for your star-chasing, and you don't have to pay me back."
