Ji Yehao quietly watched Su Yuan start playing on the computer again. He could tell that she had a somewhat negative view of rich second-generation kids. It wasn't too severe, but if she had a chance to fleece the rich, she definitely wouldn't pass it up.
Weren't rich people born to be fleeced?
To some extent, she had already "fleeced" him more than once.
"Beep beep beep!"
Ji Yehao's QQ chimed.
A friend he was chatting with sent him a message: "Ye Huang, what've you been doing all this time without saying a word?!"
His fingers danced elegantly over the keyboard as he typed a line: "Sorry, I'm chatting with my 'wife.'"
"Since when do you have a wife? How come I didn't know?"
"You don't get to approve my affairs. I mean my wife in the game."
The other person immediately understood. "You mean Little Fox? So you're not just flirting online—you've gotten together offline too? Oh, right, I remember now. You're in the same city. What time is it? Don't tell me you're getting a room somewhere!"
"Cut it out! Your mind's full of filthy thoughts! Little Fox and I both go to school in Binhe City. We run into each other all the time, but I only found out today that she's Little Fox."
"Isn't that great? The one who lives close gets the moon first!"
Ji Yehao smiled faintly. He knew exactly what kind of guy his friend was, and a few casual remarks were enough to move on from the subject.
"Nan Sheng, I've noticed she has a pretty strong resentment toward the rich. What do you think I should do?"
Nan Sheng was his friend's online name. His real name was Jiang Nan Sheng, and in the game he was the leader of the