Wang Xiaochuan had yet to open his mouth when he felt a tight squeeze in his palm.
Zihan's hand gripped his tightly, giving a tug.
She shook her head firmly, whispering, "Don't think about leaving me behind, or I will go with Xin Yue right away."
Wang Xiaochuan frowned but couldn't bring himself to scold Zihan.
Meanwhile, urging began from the other side, "Young Master, let's go."
Onlookers who initially thought it was all an act couldn't help but show doubt in their eyes.
"Could it be real, just like in the TV dramas, where Wang Xiaochuan is disguised as a commoner to experience life as a wealthy young master?"
"Experiencing hardship to appreciate sweetness? Seeking true love?"
Immediately, a male student let his imagination run wild, clucking his tongue at the girls nearby, "Look at you all, despising the poor and loving the wealthy... Now you've missed the test of the wealthy young master, whereas my goddess Zihan is smart..."
