"What? You... you actually made that much money?" When Ma Siyi saw the stock account He Wenjie opened for her, she was instantly stunned by the long string of digits. She never imagined that He Wenjie, who usually joked around just like everyone else, had secretly amassed such a fortune. This sudden realization made Ma Siyi's heart tense up; she felt as though He Wenjie was no longer the same boy in her memory who had secretly sneaked out to celebrate her birthday with her in the dead of night.
In Huajie, and even in Honghuai, many people knew He Wenjie was a prodigy, but a prodigy worth over twenty million before turning eighteen was practically a freak of nature. Ma Siyi was extremely sensitive about money. She vividly remembered how her mother had sent her away to live with her grandmother just to save less than a thousand yuan a month in living expenses. Every day, her grandmother would rise before dawn and toil until late frying dough fritters, earning only a few dozen yuan a day. Twenty million was a figure Ma Siyi couldn't even begin to fathom. In her sensitivity, she suddenly felt unworthy of someone as remarkable as He Wenjie.
Having spent so much time with Ma Siyi, He Wenjie naturally sensed her subtle anxieties right away. He took her delicate, boneless hand in his and said, "Siyi, do you know? From the very first day you arrived in Huajie when you were ten years old, you left an impression on my heart that no one else could match. No matter how much money I make…
Chapter 1200