After The Divorce, I Reached The Peak Of My Life Chapter 11 - Mysterious Rich

C11 Mysterious Rich

"Damn it, it's definitely that jerk Qi Xiao. He's clearly trying to make a fool out of me. The second I sent a gift, he just had to show up. And Yaoyao, she even blew him a kiss? This is infuriating."

Zhang Qi was livid, his face turning a shade of green. The joy he had felt from Gao Yao's earlier gratitude had dissipated completely.

"It's pretty standard. If you'd gifted her a few hundred thousand, she might've already started calling you 'husband,'" Chen Feng offered, trying to console him.

"If I had a few hundred thousand, would I be putting up with this nonsense?" Zhang Qi sighed, resenting the fact that he wasn't born into wealth. Watching Gao Yao and Qi Xiao exchange flirtatious banter was a bitter pill to swallow.

Qi Xiao was one of the rare rich kids in their class, with his family based in Mutian City. He always strutted around, flaunting his family's wealth.

"Zhang Qi, Chen Feng, Xiao Hee, why are you three so silent? Come on, if you're brave enough, try to outdo me in gifting!"

The taunts continued, with the three of them being called cowards for not speaking up. They were mocked for trying to compete with gifts when they clearly lacked the funds, probably regretting their decision now.

"Exactly, those losers have no right to show off in front of Brother Qi. They're clueless about their own insignificance."

"Indeed, Brother Qi is the real deal, a bona fide rich second-generation. Those three are nothing compared to him. They couldn't outspend him even if they sold themselves!"

Below Qi Xiao's comments, several more popped up, clearly from classmates eager to suck up at any opportunity. They didn't miss a beat in their flattery, simultaneously trampling over Xiao Hee and the others.

"Damn these profit-chasing creeps. They're utterly revolting."

Zhang Qi's good mood was utterly shattered. Now, looking at Gao Yao on the screen, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

"Brother Qi, you're incredible. You've sent so many sports cars, Yaoyao doesn't even know how to begin thanking you."

Gao Yao blushed, her eyes coyly fixed on her phone screen.

A rich young master sent out a sports car.

Then, five more sports cars appeared in rapid succession. That added up to a total of 1,500 yuan. Qi Xiao truly lived up to his reputation as a wealthy heir; to him, this amount of money was trivial.

"Ah, Brother Qi is amazing. You're so cool, Brother Qi."

Gao Yao was overjoyed, quickly showering him with affection and flattery.

The system announced that the rich young master had been promoted to the role of manager in the live broadcast room.

"Brother Qi, I've made you a manager. When you're free, could you pop in and help me out?" Gao Yao said, beaming.

"Sure, I'll drop by when I have some time and send you some more gifts. Not like some people who make a big deal out of sending lollipops and announcing their names, with no class at all. They should really take a good look at themselves!" Qi Xiao remarked.

"Damn it, this guy is insulting me again. So what if he has some dirty money? Screw that."

Zhang Qi's face flushed with anger, yet he was unable to come up with a comeback.

"Hmph, well, he is a rich second-generation, after all!" Chen Feng snorted in disdain. He was clearly upset too; Zhang Qi was his close friend, and it was tough to watch him being ridiculed like this.

Just then, the system chimed in with another notification.

Qingfeng sent out a rocket!

"Holy smokes!"

The room erupted at the alert. A rocket was worth two thousand yuan, and with just one, it overshadowed Qi Xiao's fifteen sports cars.

"Holy smokes, who is this Qingfeng? So wealthy, dropping two thousand yuan on a rocket."

Zhang Qi gasped, completely taken aback.

"This can't be someone from our class, can it? Could they possibly be richer than Qi Xiao?"

Chen Feng was equally astonished.

Who was this Qingfeng, flaunting such wealth?

Which classmate was this mysterious high roller?

Could this be Yaoyao's friend? Otherwise, how could anyone be so lavish!

"Thank... thank you, Qingfeng..."

Gao Yao was momentarily dumbfounded. Just who was this Qingfeng, being so generous with a direct rocket donation? It left her flustered for a moment.

Qingfeng sent out a rocket.

After firing off ten rockets in a row, the whole live stream room was electrified. Wasn't this the end of it?

Ten rockets, that's 20,000 yuan! Who in the world is this person?

"Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, Old Xiao, are you watching the live stream? Man, someone just dropped 20,000 yuan. They must be insanely rich. Who could it be? Surely they're not from our class, right?"

Zhang Qi was utterly shocked. That was a whopping twenty thousand dollars just given away like it was nothing.

The live stream room was boiling over with excitement.

Isn't this just madness? Twenty thousand dollars!

Boss Qingfeng, who are you really? I want to join your ranks!

Boss Qingfeng, are you in need of any followers?

Boss Qingfeng, are you from our class? Damn, talk about a hidden wealthy person!

He's definitely not from our class. He must be a friend of Yaoyao's, and their relationship is clearly not ordinary. Otherwise, this is just too extravagant—twenty thousand yuan in a single go!

"Qing... Qingfeng, I can't thank you enough, truly. Yaoyao doesn't even know how to express her gratitude. It seems the only way I can repay you is with my body!"

Gao Yao stood in front of the screen, her cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering with a coy charm, giving her an adorable look that made one feel the urge to protect her.

"Damn, it's all over. The busty sister has completely succumbed. She's actually offering herself in marriage!"

Zhang Qi's face twisted in agony. Even though he realized that a jerk like him could never aspire to be with a goddess, he couldn't help feeling a pang of reluctance.

"Qingfeng, why are you silent? Who are you, really? Does Yaoyao know you?"

Gao Yao remained fixated on her phone screen, eager not to miss any response from Qingfeng.

Can you believe it? Even Yaoyao doesn't know who Qingfeng is?

Who is this high roller, anyway? Could he actually be a secret millionaire in our class?

Then, at that moment, Qingfeng finally spoke, "No need for that. It's just a little cash, after all. Is there really a need to announce who I am?"