"Pfft—" Xiao Xiao couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, "Ranran, when did you become so arty? Avoiding rich second generations? I think you've just been bitten by a snake once and now fear ropes for ten years."
"But speaking of which, with your looks and figure, pairing up with a rich second generation is more than sufficient."
"Xiao Xiao," An Ran called out through gritted teeth.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop, I'll stop. Treasure life, stay away from rich second generations." Seeing An Ran's anger, Xiao Xiao quickly begged for mercy.
An Ran plopped down on the platform, sighing lightly, "What's wrong with ordinary people? So many common folk, why must one seek out rich second generations? How many Cinderellas meet their Prince Charming? Xiao Xiao, fairy tales are deceptive."
"Ranran, I think you're definitely poisoned today, ordinary people, common folk, yes, we'll just find an ordinary person. I think Instructor Mu is great..."
