Chapter 2035 — Terribly Poor
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Still, that fluctuation of spiritual qi was exceedingly faint, so only Wei Zhao, standing close by, could sense it; Bai Lingtou up at the podium could not.
This was the true beginning of cultivation! The situation both startled and delighted Wei Zhao. Could Han Jingyi really be a genius?
Early in the morning, Wei Zhao drove the Grand Cherokee to school with Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu.
After parking in the lot, Wei Zhao quietly waited for the others.
Before long, Bai Weituo, Zhao Shengji, Song Xiaodao, Zhang Duopan and Fan Ganhe came walking over from the direction of the men's dormitory.
"Brother Lin, you are here so early? Have we kept you waiting?" Bai Weituo greeted Wei Zhao.
"We just arrived too," Wei Zhao said. "Where are He Meiyue and the others?"
"They are in the dorm, coming out any moment now." As he spoke, Bai Weituo carefully glanced inside Wei Zhao's car and, sure enough, saw Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu; wisely, he said nothing more about Wang Xinyan.
"In a bit, you few can ride in Wei Zhao's car, and Meiyue and the others can ride in mine!" Zhang Duopan said. "You three big men squeezed into the back of my car is really too cramped. Wei Zhao's is a seven-seater, no problem there!"
"The back seats of Wei Zhao's car are folded down, loaded with water and such—it cannot fit three people. Later, Meiyue and I will take a taxi, and let Wang Xinyan and Chai Xiaoling ride in Wei Zhao's car; Zhao Shengji and Song Xiaodao can ride in yours," Bai Weituo said.
"What? You and Meiyue take a taxi? We have cars right here—why would we take a taxi!" Zhang Duopan objected at once. "Besides, if anyone takes a taxi it should be you men. How can we let the girls take one?"
"Ha, no need for a taxi. Wang Xinyan has her own car. In a bit, you three can ride in Zhang Duopan's car, and Wang Xinyan and the others can drive themselves." Wei Zhao glanced at the red sports car not far off and spoke to Zhang Duopan.
"Drive themselves?" Zhang Duopan was stunned, looking at Wei Zhao in bewilderment. "What car would they drive? Where would they even get a car?"
Just then Wang Xinyan, Chai Xiaoling and He Meiyue arrived, and happened to catch the exchange between Wei Zhao and Zhang Duopan. Wang Xinyan had not wanted to drive herself—she was not one to show off—but since Wei Zhao had said so, she had no choice but to take out her keys and press the remote.
The lights of the red Porsche not far away flashed twice.
Zhang Duopan's eyes went wide, his face that of a man who had seen a monster, while Fan Ganhe found it even more unbelievable!
Wang Xinyan actually had a car—and a Porsche sports car at that? How rich must her family be to afford a sports car? He, Zhang Duopan, could afford one too, but Zhang Jufeng had not indulged him so much back in high school; only in university, with the excuse of chasing girls, had he come by a bit of money.