Chu Dazhuang was absolutely sour, and upon hearing those words, he couldn't utter a single word, staring at the two sisters on the phone screen with a blank expression.
Well, now he had suddenly gained seven million and two sports cars—adding all that up was nearly ten million.
After a long while, Chu Dazhuang smacked his lips and looked at the sisters Reba and Nazha on the screen, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
It was not quite envy, nor was it quite jealousy.
After a long while, Chu Dazhuang's furrowed brows also relaxed, and he actually thought to himself that it was quite good.
His two sisters could finally stand up in school.
Just that now, it seemed they might be standing too tall.
Chu Dazhuang couldn't figure it out, but then he curled his lip.
Forget it, let it be this way.
Chu Dazhuang paused, thought about it, and instantly felt relieved.
That's how his sisters should be outside, right?
He guessed the dean must be frightened silly by now.
