Jih Cheng returned to the classroom and found snacks and milk tea on his desk, not just his, but on every student's desk as well.
The classmates in the room were discussing something in low voices.
Because of that post, rumors spread, and at this moment no one dared to casually chat with Jih Cheng.
Jih Cheng silently listened for a moment.
He heard words like 'Xu Chuzheng', 'milk tea', 'she treated us'.
Someone tapped on Jih Cheng's desk.
He looked up to see a girl standing outside, one hand curled on the desk, the other in her pocket, presenting a very cool image.
Jih Cheng stood up to let her through.
"Xu Chuzheng, why are you treating us to milk tea?"
A classmate in front asked, turning around cautiously to inquire.
"Rich."
"Er..." It's an answer that absolutely nobody can refute.
The classmate turned back around, bewildered. Xu Chuzheng's family isn't well-off, right?
"She really treated us?"