Sneers, ridicule, and laughter kept ringing out...
Even Yang Shan shook her head slightly, a look of disdain on her face. She didn't necessarily look down on Dong Xiang for being poor—being poor wasn't his fault. But to covet something beyond his reach without the means, that was just overestimating himself.
And Dong Xiang could see that contemptuous expression on her face clearly.
Dong Xiang held no grudge...
Because he understood Yang Shan's mindset and even agreed with it.
After all, since he arrived in Fran, the constant impression he'd given was that he was penniless, merely a lackey trailing behind the likes of Mr. Wang and a few others. Forget about a luxury watch worth eighty-eight thousand euros, even purchasing a common Casio was a stretch for his budget.
Being poor, of course, he was looked down upon...
That's why he loved money so much and understood the benefits it could bring.
Yang Shan materialistic?
Heh, Dong Xiang was even more so!
