The person in white gave Feng Liyan a serious once-over, and on a whim, blurted out the truth: "You don't look like someone who needs to work, you look like a rich heir who's just going to inherit the family fortune after having no fun out there."
"Rich heir?"
What's that?
"Yeah, and a particularly rich one at that." But it doesn't seem like there's a prominent Feng family in Holy City.
Must be some low-key wealthy family, otherwise, even without a distinguished background, how could he possibly keep such a low profile with his looks?
Moreover, if he were from an average family, how could he dare show such an attitude to the third young master?
"Heh..." Feng Liyan chuckled, seemingly understanding what the person in white meant by "rich heir."
"Did I guess right?" Seeing Feng Liyan's expression, the person in white thought it must be true.
"No, I'm a doctor...uh, I mean I'm a physician."
"A doctor?!" That was a bit beyond the person in white's expectations.
