Rong Yan was imagining herself crippled and destitute when a man's steady voice came from above her head, "Never."
Rong Yan reflexively looked up and emphasized, "I will spend a lot of money on clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry! When I say buy, I mean I want pretty, designer haute couture, the kind that costs tens or even hundreds of thousands per item. It's entirely possible that a single dress could cost over a million. I won't buy just once—I'll spend money every day when I have nothing else to do at home."
Li Shengxiao's originally gloomy mood improved a lot with her insistent emphasis, and he curved his lips upward, releasing Rong Yan. The simple ash-grey suit he wore looked incredibly elegant on him, "How much can you spend in a day? Even if you buy millions worth of haute couture every day, you wouldn't be able to spend what I earn in a single day."
Just how much money does he make in a day...
"You might have forgotten something."