Chapter 4The Albino Girl and the Four Princes

To save money, I transferred buses three times. When I arrived with my suitcase, the sun had set.

A layer of afterglow fell on the white jade gold-stamped school gate.

However, the guard crossed his arms, looked at me, and wouldn't let me in.

"Sorry, you're ten minutes late. Locked. Come back tomorrow."

I pursed my lips. School rules didn't allow a poor student like me to break them. I turned to leave.

But I saw three luxury cars driving towards me. A black Cayenne, a Rolls-Royce, and a Maserati, exuding grace and luxury, but driving very dominantly and arrogantly.

I frowned and made way. Raised my eyebrows, about to watch the luxury car owners eat humble pie.

But I saw the closed gate open, and the three black luxury cars drove in, leaving me a view of their backs.

I looked at the guard, pointing at the three cars: "Why can they enter?"

The guard straightened his collar and glanced at me lightly.

"They are the richest young masters. Can you, a poor student who came by bus, compare?"

He sneered contemptuously, "Better clean your shoes first, they're full of mud."

After speaking, he put on a smiling face again and ran excitedly to fawn over those young masters.

I gripped my suitcase, suddenly thinking.

Sion said I would offend three people. Could it be these three?

The guard left, the gate was empty, no one guarding. I walked in directly with my suitcase.

When crossing this door, I adjusted my glasses.

Since they didn't follow the rules themselves, I didn't need to either.