Staring blankly at Li Jing's sincere eyes, Wei Jia was stunned for quite a while. This was a response she hadn't expected at all.
After a few seconds, she came to her senses, thought for a moment, then replied, "A smaller school, maybe several million."
As she spoke, she seemed to be pondering something. After changing expressions several times, she looked at Li Jing again, her tone becoming more serious: "Are you just saying this casually, or do you really want to donate to a school?"
"Of course, it's real."
Li Jing's expression was calm but sincere, and he looked around: "Look at how great this school is. Perhaps you haven't seen schools in smaller cities; they are vastly different from here. And there are even poorer schools than those I've seen."
After hearing this, Wei Jia said no more.
Li Jing continued to observe the luxury and beauty of this aristocratic school.
