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My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 64

Watermelon Queen? Sophia did not know she had such a nickname, but she simply nodded. “Yes.”

The shorter girl tilted her head and smiled. “I’m Sarah West from the second class of the Marketing Department.”

The boy introduced himself in a feminine tone. “Hello. I’m from the first class of the Classical Literature Department. I’m Sean Mitchell.”

The moment Sophia heard Sean’s last name, she shivered all over. The Mitchell Family was one of the Four Great Families in Bayside City, so anyone would stand up straight out of respect when they heard the other person’s surname was Mitchell in Bayside University.

However, the boy standing in front of them did not seem like he was a Mitchell. The influence that the Mitchell Family had over the political world was overwhelming. The Mitchells were supposed to be arrogant and elegant people, not a feminine guy like him.

After the trio had finished introducing themselves, they gasped for air for a few moments before continuing their hike. Sarah looked like she had great stamina. She was still chatting away while climbing the mountain. “Let me tell you something.

When I was five, my father borrowed some money to open a small factory. He had nobody to help him transport the goods and no money to hire any workers. Hence, our whole family went to help him out, including my mother, my sister and my brother.

I was already carrying loads as heavy as 25 kilograms by myself when I was ten. Now, my father has become rich and he has factories all over the country. I don’t need to work anymore either. Luckily, my father let me work when I was young. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made it until now!”

So she’s a daughter of a rich family. There were rich kids like Sarah in Bayside University, where most of them paid for the school building fund. They were a tier higher than the ordinary students, but they still could not assimilate themselves into the truly wealthy circle; they belonged in an intermediate zone.

“My father has spent so much money, hiring dozens of home tutors who held a cane in their hands, forcing me to study hard so that I can be admitted into Bayside University. They did all these to make sure I can have a brighter future and enable my family to become an actual noble family sooner!

 

Don’t worry, we are friends from now on. I will look after you guys from now on!” Sarah was a talkative person who wasn’t particularly reserved in her speech. She was born to a father who had built a wealthy family out of nothing, so she naturally wouldn’t be a person that was easy to deal with, considering the environment she grew up in.

Sean had yet to utter a word, but Sarah had spoken his mind. “Sean is like me too. Since you can’t play with those rich kids, let’s play together from now on!”

So it turns out that he’s also one. They seem to have their own circle. Wait what? He’s blushing? That’s creepy!

The trio went on with their chattering, and they finally succeeded in reaching the cafeteria in time to get their dinner. The cafeteria was extremely spacious and was separated into a few sections of different classes.

The first section was a high-end buffet. There were traditional dishes, delicatessen food, Western menus, pastries, desserts, fruits and seafood; anyone who was there could eat to their hearts’ content. The middle class section would supply typical lunch sets.

It contained the necessary meats and vegetables; it wasn’t quite filling, but it was enough to fulfill the training requirements. The lower class section only served two steamed buns or a bowl of soup noodles. The difference in class of the three sections could very well be compared to the difference between heaven, earth and hell.

The cafeteria was located in a circular building, and each section occupied a third of the building, with a tempered glass door separating each section.

Those who were nibbling on the steamed buns could clearly see those who were having buffets next door. While those people could enjoy themselves with the high quality food, they could only nibble on their miserable steamed buns. This was outright mental abusement!

Sophia and her friends had arrived late, so they could only have the middle-tier lunch sets. Their eyes were on the verge of popping out as they stared at the people in the adjacent room enjoying their high-end buffet.

Everyone was busy eating their fill, and the sounds of utensils clanging were mixed with the sounds of wailing as a group of girls started to cry as they bit on their steamed buns.

At this moment, Sarah finally kept quiet. After finishing her meal, she wiped her mouth and began chattering away again. “The cafeteria’s portion is quite reasonable.

Those who were in front were normally boys or those who had good stamina. Those people have a bigger appetite, so they need to have a bigger portion. Those who run in the middle only have decent stamina and thus, a moderate appetite. Hence, the cafeteria provided them with a smaller portion.

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