Actually, his prediction was correct. The two people sitting opposite him had angry expressions. Whether it was the Luo Family or Luo Group, they ranked among the top three in B City, yet a little child of just eight sat calmly before him, saying he had no interest.
Although his face showed no disdain, somehow these words sounded extremely contemptuous of the Luo Family and Luo Group.
The rest of the conversation could not continue. Yiqiao smiled politely at them, "Grandpa, Grandma, I have to go to class, sorry, I need to leave now."
Picking up his little backpack from the seat beside him, Yiqiao gracefully left, his straight back exuding his stubbornness and resolve.
