Upon hearing the urgent, angry voices of everyone,
Jiang Yingxue, however, smiled gracefully and looked at Lin Mo:
"I don't know why, but I feel like they're even more pissed than if they had lost fifty million themselves."
"Lin Mo, do you think I might also find the teacher stupid?"
Lin Mo, with his hands in his pockets, smiled lightly:
"Everyone wakes while I alone am drunk, this feeling, it doesn't seem too bad, does it?"
At these words, Jiang Yingxue also revealed a captivating smile:
"Yeah, it really does seem quite pleasant."
Everyone, Yue Hongxin, and Zhong Yuchen saw that the two of them had just given away fifty million and could still smile.
They almost spat blood!
Hopeless, truly hopeless! They've just given away fifty million and yet they can still laugh so happily.
Especially Zhong Yuchen, who was almost so angry he could have crushed his fist.
The continuous face-slapping and shocks left him with a sense of utter humiliation.