Of course, if you think I'm money-hungry, there's really no need to worry, since your wealth has nothing to do with me. At most, Qiu Man and I might mooch a steamed bass and a couple of shrimp dumplings off you. If you're not satisfied with that, I'm happy to pick up the tab for this meal. It won't cost more than a hundred bucks. Though I'm just a poor student, I can still afford this meal.
Chu Mo's lips curled up slightly; he had indeed just viewed the girl next to him as a gold-digger.
However, since she, a young woman, had so generously changed the subject, it would be in poor taste for him to dwell on it.
He glanced at the animated blond young man chatting across from them, then chuckled:
"If your friend really manages to land that foreign young man... she'd really be soaring to the high branches."
"That's highly unlikely," the long straight-haired girl also glanced at the blond young man, then lowered her voice and said:
