There were six female guests at Table 6.

Obviously young university students, the ladies all appeared sexy, mature, and carried a beautiful charm to them.

The one called Sister Xabi downed an entire bottle of beer in one go before embracing her best friend, who was sitting next to her.

“Sara, what is wrong with you? You haven’t broadcasted live for the past two days, and you have been so sullen and depressed. You are usually the happiest when we are at a bar! You could always tell me if something is wrong.”

“Sister Xabi, do you think that hidden rich heirs exist? He obviously looks like a pauper who has no money at all. He might actually be really wealthy in secret, though. And I mean really, extremely, wealthy!”

The person sitting there was none other than Sara, who had just gotten a slap in the face.

She could not help but sound very depressed.

“Haha! Of course, there could always be people like that out there. It is, but however, very rare. Another situation that could rule o