Qiang Xinran looked at the 3,500 yuan Bai Xiao had handed out, a bit stunned; something was off here.
This is... this is...
Ma Yao was amused.
She ran up behind Bai Xiao, hugging his shoulders, "Damn, Bai Xiao, we really didn't see it coming, our dorm actually has a big shot living in it. Don't worry, I'll carry this stuff for you later, I'm strong."
Turning her head, she grinned at Qiang Xinran and Meng Han, "Qiang Xinran, Meng Han, bet you didn't expect this, huh? Shocked now, aren't you? 3,500—just thinking about it makes me want to laugh. Truly wealthy and imposing. I enjoyed watching you two show off, and now you've been struck by lightning, haven't you?"
Qiang Xinran snorted coldly, "Humph, just 3,500, what's so impressive about that? This is just a drop in the bucket to Miss here."
