Han Qingshan went to the cafeteria as usual. The cafeteria was split into two levels, the ground floor with the more affordable food, and the upper floors with much better food at a much higher price point.
He had never before considered where to go eating, but today he was wondering if he might run into Jiang Yingyue if he stayed at the lower levels of the cafeteria.
Then a smile broke out on his face and he shook his head. Since when had he, the young master of the Han family, ever considered how to have a chance encounter with someone like this before?
He went to the upper floors where he saw Wang Feihong was sitting with a group of other scions. Some of the upper-class children from commoner families were also dining at the second-floor cafeteria. All of them were there for the purpose of being noticed by the noble-born scions so that they could raise their family from being upper-class commoners to enter the real upper classes of society.
