138 Thirty years of beings as cattle and horses

The ignorant have no fear, a description that fits Jiang Chen to a T.

Whenever someone runs into Sun Xiyu, don't they all respectfully refer to him as Young Master Sun?

Sun Watermelon.

Thinking of Jiang Chen's slip of the tongue earlier, Li Shuru couldn't help but want to laugh.

If Sun Xiyu heard that, even with his good temperament, he would probably blow his top, right?

"By the way, I ran into someone else just now."

The two of them left the administration building and walked toward the interior of the school.

"Who?"

Jiang Chen asked casually, as if the appearance of a powerful rival like Sun Xiyu didn't bring him the slightest sense of crisis.

After all, the one thing he was not lacking nowadays was probably money.

Even if someone who owned a bank showed up, he wouldn't be afraid in the least.

"Ai Qian."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen's face showed a flicker of emotion.

"When?"