Chapter Seven The Next Bucket of Gold

  "Boring!" With that, Wang Zihao turned and left. Not all stations are the first to publish romance novels, search for it and you'll know.

  "Hey! Wait up!" Xia Pu Shan hastily caught up, after all, the other person had spent that money for him, so even if he couldn't repay it now, he should at least say thank you.

  "Hey... classmate! Give me your card number... I'll pay you back when I have money..."

  "Have you got money?"

  Xia Pu's unintentional remark immediately exposed her family situation.

  Wang Zihao re-examined this girl.

  Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were bright and her teeth were clean. A pair of big eyes surrounded by transparent tears made people look at her with pity. But why did this girl who looked like a noble lady say such words?

  "So you're the same kind of person as Shi Xinyu." Wang Zihao could only categorize Xia Poshan as the same kind as Shi Xinyu, except that Xia Poshan looked better.

  "Am I the same kind of person as Shi Xinyu?" Xia Poshan was puzzled, how could she be the same kind of person as Shi Xinyu? She's a proper working-class person, after all.

  "Otherwise, what kind of person are you? Hmph! I'm most disgusted with you poor people. No money and still coming to Milan? You've come, yet you still do such disgusting things." Wang Zihao said, turning around and leaving.

  "You!" Bastard! Xia Pu Shan is really furious. What kind of prince is he? Isn't it just that he's handsome? Can't even afford to spend a little money? It turns out all men are the same! And that money, Xia Pu Shan won't pay it back either!

  Hmph!

  Panting, she returned home and threw her school bag onto the bed!

  "How hateful! It's infuriating!"

  "Pusan, what's wrong?"

  "Mom?" Xia Pu Shan was startled, and quickly gathered her emotions. How could she have forgotten? There's still mom at home, she can't let mom worry about her.

  "Mom, you misheard me, I didn't say anything." Xia Pu Shan shifted her gaze elsewhere, afraid that her sensitive mom would notice something.

  The frail mother walked expressionlessly towards Xia Pu Shan and stretched out her hands to hug Xia Pu Shan.

  "Child...my child, you are my only reliance. How can I bear to let you suffer alone outside?"

  "Mom..." Listening to her mother's words, Xia Pu Shan's tears that had just been held back flowed out again.

  "Mom, I'm fine, really fine." But no matter how much Xia Pu Shan thought about it, she still felt that it was better not to tell her mom about today's events.

  Going to Milan to study was her own decision, now that she's encountered a bit of difficulty, making mom worry like this, then mom definitely won't let Xia Pu Shan attend the aristocratic school again.

  "Mom! You go sit and watch TV, I'll cook!" Xia Pu Shan said, quickly breaking free from her mother's arms, wiping away tears and running off.

  Looking at her daughter's back, the mother could only helplessly shake her head.

  Mom turned on the TV and inside was playing Milan's latest racing event!

  "Peasants!"

  "Mom, what's wrong?" Xia Pu Shan heard her mother's cry and rushed over.

  "Look, is this your school?"

  Xia Pu Shan looked at the TV according to her mother's instructions.

  The latest math competition of Milan Noble School is being broadcast on TV! And the first prize can get a cash reward of 10,000 yuan!

  "Mom! It's a math competition!" Xia Pu Shan was thrilled, she didn't expect Milan to have such an event too. In that case, her next pot of gold would be settled.