The setting sun was sinking, and the night was gradually approaching.
Under an old seven-story residential building stood a young man and woman, both attractive, almost like a pair of golden boy and jade girl.
It was Zhang Xiaoshan and Sun Youyou who had just finished checking the examination venue.
In front of them was Sun Youyou's home.
Zhang Xiaoshan was holding some gifts in his hand, and he had even specially bought a gold necklace.
After selling the Lingzhi, he now had over two hundred thousand in cash. In Wanshan County, a nationally known impoverished area, he was surely considered a small nouveau riche.
Teacher Zhou had deep feelings for him, and after not seeing each other for several years, he felt he should show some gratitude.
"Little Shan, you bought so much and it's all so expensive, my mom's going to say I have no manners," Sun Youyou pouted, looking at Zhang Xiaoshan with a bit of worry.
Zhang Xiaoshan smiled lightly.
