Why, Old Bai, Did You Go Home to Inherit a Ten-Billion-Yuan Fortune?
"I get it!"
Lin Baici pondered for a moment. "I'll find a chance to talk to her!"
If Ji Xinyan hadn't brought it up, Lin Baici definitely wouldn't have paid any attention to Liu Zilu's thoughts.
"Mm!"
Ji Xinyan reminded him, "Be tactful. Don't hurt her too much!"
Lin Baici turned his head and studied Ji Xinyan. "You care about her a lot, huh?"
"She may be a little vain and a little too submissive, but she's always been sincere with me!"
Ji Xinyan explained, "How many good friends can a person make in their life? Probably only a handful, and even fewer when you narrow it down to four years of college!"
"So I want Liu Zilu to have a happier life in the future!"
"Do you know?"
"People from different social classes can't stay friends in the end!"
"No matter how much I accommodate Liu Zilu, she'll still feel the gap between our lives!"
Ji Xinyan was still fairly low-key at school, doing her best not to use luxury goods. But once she entered the workforce, she would definitely enjoy life however she pleased.
Hermes, Chanel, even luxury cars like Porsches were all well within Ji Xinyan's family's means.
What's more, with her looks and figure, and her interesting personality, even without Lin Baici, plenty of rich men would be chasing after her.
Then there was Liu Zilu. She came from a rural family, and only her father had a job. She also had a younger brother. Even if Liu Zilu earned three or four hundred thousand yuan a year, buying a home, getting married, having children, and supporting her parents in their old age would still put her under a lot of pressure.
And there