"Pretty boy?"
Ye Xuan paused, his expression stiff, and asked, "Do I look like someone who's short on cash?"
"Yes!"
Yu Shiyun replied decisively, without hesitation.
If someone decked out in cheap clothes isn't broke, then who is?
"I... damn..."
Ye Xuan was utterly frustrated.
His outfit was worth millions.
Got it?
Worth millions!
That's an eight-figure digit after "one".
Alright then!
A bunch of ignorant rookies.
"Shiyun, do you trust me?"
Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, staring at the cute girl with big eyes in front of him, and asked seriously.
"Hmm, of course, I trust you!"
Yu Shiyun gave a bright smile; Ye Xuan had helped her before, and she quite liked him.
In her eyes, Ye Xuan might be poor, but he had ambition.
If Ye Xuan were to be her boyfriend, she would be quite willing.
"I'm not a pretty boy."
Ye Xuan stated seriously.
