Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhou Qiong with surprise in his eyes, while the latter narrowed her eyes into slits: "Now that the college entrance examination is over, we should also relax a bit."

"Let's go, let's go..."

"Qiongqiong already said that, what are you pretending for? Hurry up."

“... ..."

Urged by her roommates, especially Zhou Qiong, Chu Yi had no choice but to agree to hand over the task of packing to a few housekeepers. They were to deliver the tidying up to Zhonghai Mingyuan by giving her name, and the security guards would receive it.

After giving their instructions, the group left the dormitory together, walked out of the school gate, and came to a red Porsche. Its streamlined body and exquisite appearance clearly indicated its exceptional value.

Zhou Zhou said proudly, "How about it? Isn't it beautiful? My dad bought it for me."

"How much?"

"Not expensive, just over a million."

Zhuo Xia's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Lingyu nodded: "That's really not expensive."

He paused, then took out his car keys, pressed a button, and the car next to him rattled: "A Maserati, a reward from my old man, worth over three million."

"Wow, in less than a day, you two have become car owners, one with over a million and the other with over three million, and you keep saying it's not expensive. I really want to kidnap you, it would be a huge profit." Chu Yi circled the car and said seriously.

“Those three sports cars in your garage are enough to buy ten of my cars,” Chen Lingyu said.

"Yes, that's enough to buy thirty of my cars."

You two are pretty good at math...

Chu Yi: "That's not mine, that belongs to Chu Lao Er."

"What's the difference...?"

The group got into the car, and with a roar, headed towards the bustling heart of Shanghai.

Upon exiting the bus, one finds a top-tier luxury shopping mall in the country, lavishly decorated with gold and silver, displaying various luxury goods on stalls, and customers who come and go are all dressed in expensive clothes and exude confidence.

Upon entering the mall, Zhuo Xia looked at her attire. Her simple clothes seemed out of place in this place, and a sense of trepidation rose within her.

Zhou Qiong took her arm and said softly, "Since you're in Shanghai, I'll show you around the most bustling parts of the city."

What followed was a scene Zhuo Xia had never witnessed before in her life: Zhou Zhou and Chen Lingyu were shopping in a mall, buying all kinds of luxury goods. Every price on those items frightened Zhuo Xia, even terrified her.

A handbag cost her father half a year's salary, and a bottle of perfume cost the family a month's expenses...

Suddenly, Zhou Zhou looked Zhuo Xia up and down. The latter shrank back. Zhou Zhou smiled, then walked to a counter, picked up a brown handbag, compared it with Zhuo Xia's, and handed the handbag to her: "It's our first time meeting, and I didn't prepare a gift. I'm really sorry. This handbag is for you. I hope you like it."

"Ah?" Zhuo Xia couldn't help but exclaim, not happy at all, but panicked, waving her hands: "No, no, thank you for the gift..."

She glanced at the price of the bag—over 30,000 yuan!

Good heavens!

This money could cost her her life.

I dare not accept it.

"It's nothing!" Zhou Zhou stuffed the handbag into Zhuo Xia's arms and said, "You are Yi Yi and Qiong Qiong's friend, so you are my friend too. It's just a small gift."

Zhuo Xia refused again, but Zhou Zhou insisted on giving her the bag.

Touching the bag in her hand, she didn't feel any sense of nobility; instead, she felt even more inferior and had an urge to leave.

Next, she received a necklace from Chen Lingyu, a diamond necklace worth over ten thousand yuan.

The group strolled around until nightfall, then headed to their high school class reunion at a five-star hotel. Outside, various luxury cars were parked, all of which were beyond Zhuo Xia's reach.

The people who got off the car were all her peers, dressed in gorgeous clothes and exuding a noble air.

Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong led her into the hotel, and what followed was the normal ceremony: teachers gave speeches, classmates chatted, and everyone congratulated each other on their bright futures.

Zhuo Xia listened to their conversation; they were all talking about how their family companies were doing, and how they were preparing to study abroad...

"Yiyi, what are your plans next?" Zhouzhou asked.

"Go to university, of course," Chu Yi replied dismissively. "Otherwise, why would I be working in a factory tightening screws?"

Chu Yi made no secret of his time working in the factory, and sometimes even spoke of it with a hint of pride when talking to his classmates.

Girl, I really did screw it in.

Can an ordinary person do that?

I can do it!

He's just so handsome!

“I mean, your grades probably aren’t good enough to get into a good university in China. Aren’t you planning to study abroad? My dad has connections in the US. If we go together, we can look out for each other,” Zhou Zhou said.

"I'm not going." Chu Yi shook his head. "My exam score determines which school I go to. Forcing myself to go to a good school won't bring much benefit; I'll just get a diploma."

“That makes sense.” Zhou Zhou thought for a moment, “Then I don’t want to study abroad anymore. If I do really badly on the exam, I can just repeat a year.”

Zhuo Xia was quite surprised to hear this.

Who would have thought this rich young lady would say she'd repeat a year of high school?

The group chatted about all sorts of things, with Chu Yi talking about rural life and his petty thefts, which he seemed particularly proud of, making Zhou Zhou and Chen Lingyu envious.

Zhuo Xia listened quietly, looking at her childhood friend. She sensed that Chu Yi had really changed, very different, not only in appearance, but also in spirit.

The party went on until late at night. Chu Yi declined the suggestion to go to karaoke and chose to go home. The three of them walked home slowly.

As you approach the Bund, the city lights illuminate the area, creating a dazzling spectacle that showcases the city's vibrant prosperity.

Chu Yi took out her phone and put the three of them in a photo, full of joy and happiness. As she was editing the photo, she heard a soft voice from her childhood friend Zhuo Xia: "Yi Yi, I want to go home. I miss my mom and dad."

A faint smile appeared on Zhou Qiong's lips.

"Huh?" Chu Yi was taken aback. "You've only been here for less than a day, why are you already homesick?"