Seeing the mocking looks from well-dressed men and women around her, Zhang Xiaohui was about to lose it, "Aida, what are you talking about? You are the son of a wealthy African chief, how could girls be throwing themselves at you?"
"You are really annoying!" Aida, extremely impatient, his eyes bulging like a goldfish's, said, "Let me tell you the truth, my dad is an African chief indeed, but our place is dead poor."
"Apart from speaking a bit of Xia Country language, I can't do anything. Why would I come here if it weren't for someone telling me to study in Xia Country and I could eat and drink for free and even get money? And girls would throw themselves at me?"
"You, you, you..." Although Zhang Xiaohui didn't look around, she could already hear the unbridled laughter of the people, her face couldn't take it anymore, "How can you be like this?"
