The little sister Wu Xiaoween spotted him in the crowd, quickly pushed past a few female classmates, and ran towards him.
"How's it been? These days at school going well?" Wu Xiaoyu asked.
Wu Xiaoween confidently smiled and replied, "What could be bad? With so much pocket money every month, what more could I want?"
Wu Xiaoyu patted her head and advised, "Just don't be too stingy at school, but also don't get too greedy! If you can't find someone richer than our family in the future, how will you get married?"
Wu Xiaoween knew he was joking but still shyly lowered her head and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?"
At this moment, a few girls including Ma Xiaomin walked over. Ma Xiaomin waved her hand at the others, signaling them to go ahead, then approached Wu Xiaoyu and smiled, "Hello, Master Wu!"
Master Wu? Is she flattering me or mocking me? Wu Xiaoyu frowned, glared at Ma Xiaomin, and said, "I don't deserve the title of Master, but if you..."
