Jiang Shan clutched her face, stunned. I only made a few sarcastic remarks about Yang Qi, and I get slapped for it? My face is burning, like it's about to swell up. It hurts like hell!
"Mr. Yang, please take a seat in the front row. With your status, it's really not suitable for you to sit at the back," Jin Zizhen said with a smile.
"Alright. Bai Xiang, let's move to the front," Yang Qi said, standing up. He walked to the very first row and sat down right next to Chen Guo.
PFFT! Jiang Shan truly felt like spitting blood. That damn pauper gets to sit with those magnates? What incredible luck! I refuse to accept it. That boy used to be nothing more than a simple-minded fool. How can his status suddenly be so much higher than mine? Why?!
"This might not be a good thing," Tang Fei suddenly remarked. "If he doesn't know what's good for him and tries to compete with those men for that stone, he's not far from death! Even Jin Zizhen might not be able to protect him."
