How many years would an ordinary person have to work to earn this much money?
Yet Ding Ling had brought it out so casually.
If she could marry Ding Ling, she would undoubtedly be marrying above her station and becoming a Phoenix perched on a Wutong Tree.
What a pity.
The more Song Xueke thought about it, the worse she felt. She shook her head, suppressing the negative thoughts in her heart, and began teaching in earnest.
Hancheng University.
It was considered the best university in South Korea in this era.
Song Zhuxi could study at this university not only because she was outstanding herself, but also because of her powerful family background. At the very least, here at Hancheng University, she could go almost anywhere without hindrance. There was practically nowhere she could not enter.
She had received an excellent upbringing, came from an eminent family, and was gentle, kind, warm, and generous.
In her usual interactions with her classmates, she was always perfectly composed, never losing her ladylike nature.
But when she spent time with Ding Ling today, she was shy at first, following closely at his side. Every time she looked up at him, wanting to say something, she would see his sharply chiseled profile. Especially now, with the sunlight spilling down onto his face, it seemed as if he had been draped in a layer of divine radiance, making him so handsome that she felt dazed. The ripples in her heart surged up uncontrollably, and a blush inexplicably spread across her pretty face.
Even she did not know that, without realizing it, she had somehow developed feelings for Ding Ling.
This made the girl more restrained in both speech and action, afraid that she might provoke Ding Ling's dislike and end up making things