C9 Angel Entertainment Ktv

Xiaojuan was filled with doubt. How could Chen Ping have so much money without her knowing? Had he been pretending all along? It seemed unbelievable.

Xiaojuan wasn't the only one puzzled; Wang Cheng was too. He didn't know Chen Ping as well as Xiaojuan did, but he was aware of some things. A student from a rural area might not be truly poor, but it was hard to imagine him spending tens of thousands of dollars without batting an eye.

Yet, Wang Cheng noticed that Chen Ping was completely unfazed, as if that amount of money was no different from ten dollars to him. But how could tens of thousands of dollars be like ten dollars? Even if Wang Cheng had to spend that much at once, he wouldn't be able to stay so calm.

What Wang Cheng and Xiaojuan couldn't fathom was that to Chen Ping, a mere ten thousand dollars was worthless, like scrap paper. In fact, not just ten thousand, but even a million, ten million, or more meant nothing to him. If he wanted, billions were easily within his reach.

"Chen Ping! Where did you get all this money?" Xiaojuan asked incredulously.

Many classmates who knew Chen Ping were also surprised and turned to him, waiting for his answer.

They were curious too—where did Chen Ping get all that money? Could he be secretly wealthy?

"Come on, they know whether Chen Ping is rich or not."

"I earned it!" Chen Ping replied without even looking up, not bothering to elaborate. Those two words were enough to make Wu Xiaojuan feel frustrated.

When she was with Chen Ping, he was dirt poor. But now, right after their breakup, he was spending money like it was nothing. It was impossible for Wu Xiaojuan not to have any thoughts about it.

"Yeah, right! You? Earn that much? This card can't be yours! It must be Jiayao's!" Wu Xiaojuan felt indignant, but at that moment, she thought she found the only plausible explanation. She quickly snatched the card from the server's hand and took a closer look.

Her expression changed immediately. As Chen Ping's ex-girlfriend, she recognized it right away—it wasn't Lee Jiayao's card. It was Chen Ping's.

So, the money really was his?

Wu Xiaojuan was unwilling to accept this. Suddenly, she recalled some news she'd seen and sneered, thinking she had figured out the source of Chen Ping's money.

"I know! A lot of college students are taking out loans online these days. This money must be from that, right?"

"Chen Ping, let me tell you, those companies that give loans to college students are bad news! You borrow a few thousand, and before you know it, you might owe them a hundred thousand, or even more!"

"Your life is going to be ruined forever!"

Xiaojuan sneered.

A realization dawned on Wang Cheng.

So it was from a loan app, no wonder he suddenly seemed so wealthy!

Many classmates understood as well.

But borrowing over ten thousand dollars at once—how much would that cost to repay?

Does Chen Ping have the money to pay back such a loan?

"Here you go!"

Just then, Xiaojuan overheard Lee Jiayao's voice faintly coming from outside. Immediately, she returned the bank card to Chen Ping, saying, "Chen Ping! You're such a disappointment! Pretending to be rich by taking out a loan!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping chuckled and shook his head.

"Everything is just your assumption. You say it's a loan, so it must be a loan?"

"This is just a tiny fraction of the million-dollar deposit from Old Master Lau!"

"If you knew there were over nine hundred thousand dollars on this card, I wonder how you'd react?"

Chen Ping pondered silently but didn't reveal the truth to Xiaojuan.

Soon, Lee Jiayao returned.

As soon as she came back, she sensed the odd atmosphere, as if everyone's attention was on Chen Ping.

However, it wasn't the right time for her to ask questions.

"Has everyone finished eating?"

Lee Jiayao asked with a smile. Seeing some responses, she continued, "Then let's go sing! I've already reserved room 888 at Angel Entertainment KTV!"

Angel Entertainment KTV isn't far from the Welcome House, just a couple of blocks away, about a ten-minute walk.

On the way, Jiayao walked up to Chen Ping and quietly asked, "When I went to pay the bill earlier, the server said you already took care of it! I'll transfer the money to you later. But I know your situation—where did you get that kind of money?"

Chen Ping heard the concern in Jiayao's voice and, after a moment's thought, replied, "Remember the old man who wanted to buy a talisman?"

"I remember!"

"He paid a million-dollar deposit. I agreed to sell him a talisman," Chen Ping said calmly.

"What? A talisman is worth that much?" Jiayao said, growing worried. "I'll transfer the money to you right away. You should return it to him. Anyone who can pay a million-dollar deposit must have power and influence. If they find out you're deceiving them, you're done for!"

"No, it's fine," Chen Ping shook his head, chuckling. "In a couple of days, I'll give him a talisman. It'll be okay."

"Then..."

Hearing this, Jiayao immediately took out the talisman Chen Ping had given her and said, "You should give this talisman back to that old man!"

"Although I don't think a talisman is worth millions, sometimes wealthy people have different ideas. Spending millions on a talisman isn't unheard of; I've heard of such things before."

"Whatever you do, don't upset that gentleman. He has an impressive presence, not someone you want to mess with!"

Chen Ping didn't take the charm offered to him but instead smiled and said, "It's just a simple charm. If I wanted, I could make thirty or fifty of them. In three days, I'll make a new charm for Old Master Lau myself!"

"As for this charm, keep it with you. You might face some trouble in the next couple of days, and this charm will keep you safe."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have given you a charm as a special birthday gift!"

Hearing this, Lee Jiayao seemed thoughtful but eventually put the charm away. She quickly transferred $135,000 to Chen Ping, advising, "Make sure you're honest. I think you should return the money to avoid any mishaps."

Chen Ping sighed, nodding, "Don't worry, I will!"

Only then did Lee Jiayao truly relax.

As they chatted, they arrived at Angel Entertainment KTV. Lee Jiayao had already reserved a room, and the group, laughing and talking, made their way to room 888.

Inside, everyone took turns choosing songs, while those without the microphone simply sat and drank. Xiaojuan deliberately stayed close to Wang Cheng, occasionally casting challenging glances at Chen Ping, hoping to provoke him.