Kapitel 917: Chapter 502: Pain Literature Should Be Like This

"I don't know why, but today my luck is exceptionally good. The boss said I drove well and the people from headquarters took notice of me, asking me to drive specifically for the higher-ups. Soon my salary could hit five figures, so there's no need to worry about Wang's school selection fees anymore."

At dinner, Wang's NPC father uncharacteristically drank alcohol, and his usually fierce mother was now smiling radiantly, looking at her husband with adoration.

A roast chicken also made a rare appearance at the dinner table, and Wang's NPC father even stuffed the large drumstick with the wing attached into Wang's bowl, simultaneously asking puzzled, "Wang, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm full." Wang said with a forced smile.

"No way, you usually go after drumsticks like a stray dog after poop, what's wrong today? Eat, eat boldly, we have money now."

This line could be quite tear-jerking in another context, but now it only brought a sense of joy, leaving Wang lost for words.