"So, wife, lend me some money." Xiao Zheng eyed her with a smile, "Last month's salary was pretty much deducted, and there's not much left of this month's salary. You can't just watch your husband starve to death, can you?"
Upon hearing about borrowing money, Leng Ruobing's delicate face turned cold again, saying, "Didn't I lend you three thousand just a couple of days ago? Have you already spent it all?"
As they talked, they walked into the elevator.
Leaning against the elevator corner, Xiao Zheng shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "Wife, you know what kind of place Shanghai is. Besides, as a man, if I don't carry around ten thousand or so, people won't laugh at me, they'll be laughing at President Bai of Qianqiu Group. Think about it."
"It's only natural for the wife to earn the money and the husband to spend it."
"You're out of your soul!" Leng Ruobing's face suddenly turned cold, and her eyes widened. What planet did this come from? The wife earns the money and the husband spends it? Is that reasonable?
"As a man with able hands and feet, you're actually being supported by a woman? Xiao Zheng, don't you feel ashamed?"
"Ashamed?" Xiao Zheng took a puff of his cigarette, squinting his eyes, his face giving an ambiguous smile, "Can shame be eaten as food? Can shame ensure survival? Wife, you should know the society we live in, men need money in their pockets to connect with everyone. Unlike you, who was born with a silver spoon, living the high life, unaware of the hardships of the lower strata of society."
As he spoke, Xiao Zheng's gaze revealed a chill, and his demeanor inadvertently became somewhat dejected.
Differently than the earlier Xiao Zheng, this caught Leng Ruobing off guard, her gaze almost bewitched.
"No money," Leng Ruobing said, recovering her composure and rejecting him again.
Damn it, what a waste of that charisma just shown.
Just then, the elevator doors opened, catching the rush hour, and a crowd of employees surged into the elevator.
When they saw Leng Ruobing in the elevator, everyone sharply inhaled.
To ride in the same elevator as the beautiful president of Qianqiu Group was beyond their wildest dreams.
"What are you still doing standing there? Don't you want to go off work?"
Seeing them hesitating at the entrance without entering, Leng Ruobing spoke coldly.
"Thank you, president..."
With her permission, everyone swarmed in, secretly rejoicing in their hearts, to share an elevator ride with such a beauty was enough to make them wake up laughing from a dream.
Not until all the employees had left and the elevator was about to reach the underground garage did Leng Ruobing, on the verge of an emotional outburst, suddenly turn around and swing her hand at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng dodged swiftly, grabbing her snow-white wrist, shocked, "Why are you hitting me?"
"Xiao Zheng, you rascal!"
Seeing her wrist caught, Leng Ruobing lifted her high heel and kicked at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng shifted back just in time to dodge her high heel!
Leng Ruobing shook with anger.
"Damn it, do you think I'm an idiot to stand there and be kicked without dodging?"
Xiao Zheng was speechless.
He quickly let go and stepped back, keeping a distance of several meters from her.
Leng Ruobing's eyes, cold and stern, fixated on him. Biting her teeth, she said bitterly, "Divorce!"
"Let's divorce then!" Xiao Zheng was also enraged.
"Whoever doesn't divorce is a dog!"
"You're the dog, you are!" Leng Ruobing, furious, picked up her LV bag and threw it at him.
Xiao Zheng didn't even look up, caught it, and sneered, "A bag worth tens of thousands, just throw it, I won't even duck. Why don't you try throwing money at me instead, see if I dodge then."
"You..." Leng Ruobing was utterly defeated, stomping off like a petulant little girl.
Until Leng Ruobing's BMW gradually disappeared into the distance, the previously smiling Xiao Zheng's face gradually turned colder and more indifferent, his features sharp and austere like ice, his eyes keen and deep.