The school canteen was packed, and Ye Xiong did his best to keep a low profile, acting like a robot. When Yang Xiaoqiao asked him to get in line, he did so without a word.
Yet, Yang Xiaoqiao was too dazzling. Despite how low-profile he tried to be, countless gazes still shot his way.
If looks could kill, Ye Xiong would have died over ten thousand times by now.
"Xiaoqiao, not only is your cousin handsome, but he's also so obedient. It's so hard to find a guy like that! It's just a pity he's a pauper with no money, otherwise, who knows how many girls' hearts he would have stolen!" Zhang Xiaoyan said with regret.
Yang Xiaoqiao was speechless. He casually threw out hundreds of thousands of yuan, and they think he has no money? This guy is just too good at pretending.
Just then, trouble started.