Looking at Xiao Yi, who stood there with a face full of confidence and no trace of fear, a complex expression once again surfaced in her eyes.
At this moment, her heart began to faintly believe that maybe… Xiao Yi really was a very wealthy person…
He… was somehow different from them…
Although he took the worst train, his courage had always been great, not at all like that of an ordinary student…
And even though he wore plain clothes every day, his demeanor was somehow different from that of many ordinary students…
Scenes of her interactions with Xiao Yi since they had first met once again flashed through Wang Qingqing's mind… only this time, the images that came to her mind did not function as proof that Xiao Yi wasn't a rich man, but quite the opposite, they began to serve as examples that he was wealthy…
If he weren't a wealthy man, just an ordinary student, how could he maintain such confidence at all times and in every situation?
