Chapitre 957: Untitled

Xia Wanyuan turned around. Not far away stood a thin and small youth who looked to be no more than fifteen years old.

Xia Wanyuan had always had the habit of keeping cash in her bag, so she took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the young man. The young man reached out to take it, but he had no intention of leaving. He still stood on the spot and looked at Xia Wanyuan carefully.

"What's wrong?" Xia Wanyuan asked softly.

"Sister, can you lend me half a million?" The young man bit his lip, his eyes dim.

"Hey, girl, don't believe him. I know this child. His family lives in that neighborhood. The price of the house there is 100,000 yuan per square meter, but there's no market for it. His father works in the Qing University canteen. I heard from his father that this child likes to go online. Don't be deceived by him." The old man at the stall saw that Xia Wanyuan had taken out a hundred yuan, afraid that she would be too kind and be deceived.