Rong Qingqing doesn’t blink when shopping, and she doesn’t blink when paying either.
Shen Jue initially thought that Rong Qingqing intended to spend Mr. Shen’s money since it was given to her, but when it came time to pay, she didn’t use the unlimited card from Mr. Shen; she used her own card instead.
After leaving the store, Shen Jue glanced at Rong Qingqing, who was happily humming a little tune by his side.
For her, shopping really is a joyful thing.
"Since Mr. Shen gave you the card, why aren’t you using it?" Shen Jue asked.
Rong Qingqing gave a faint smile but didn’t answer. Her eyes continued to scan the rows of boutiques ahead, seemingly uninterested in Shen Jue’s question as she admired the dazzling array of goods on display.
Without an answer from Rong Qingqing, Shen Jue assumed she was unwilling to spend Old Master Shen’s money and didn’t pursue the matter further.
When Rong Qingqing went into the second store to shop, Shen Jue handed over his own card first when it was time for her to pay.
"Since you don’t want to spend Mr. Shen’s money, use mine instead."
Shen Jue’s expression remained unchanged, "I don’t have a habit of watching girls pay for themselves."
Rong Qingqing let out a sound of surprise but still pulled Shen Jue’s card out and stuffed it back into his coat pocket.
At that point, Rong Qingqing abruptly stopped herself.
She narrowly recalled the troublesome nature of the system that constantly embarrasses her and wisely swallowed her words.
"I’m not spending your money for now." Rong Qingqing smiled slightly, "For now, I’ll just spend my own."
The host has become smarter.
This was Rong Qingqing’s second visit to this mall, but it didn’t stop her from becoming a valued customer.
She received enthusiastic welcomes from the staff at every store she entered.
Rong Qingqing’s spending ability has always been proportional to her earning ability.
There are some clothes Rong Qingqing tries on, and some she doesn’t need to try at all.
In just under an hour, Rong Qingqing had already spent over half a million on shoes and clothes.
And these were just the regular ready-to-wear brands; if she were to go for high-end bespoke clothing, Shen Jue roughly estimated that the spending would at least triple.
While Rong Qingqing was choosing clothes, Shen Jue waited in the lounge area, sometimes picking up a nearby magazine or brochure to read.
There’s no denying that almost every outfit looked better on Rong Qingqing than on the models in the brochures.
Because Rong Qingqing had previously refused his offer to pay, Shen Jue didn’t make any further attempts after that.
When Rong Qingqing’s shopping hit one million in the morning, Shen Jue sent a message to Shen Qiao on WeChat.
Are you sure your poor teacher wants to pursue Rong Qingqing? — Shen Jue.
It was break time then, so Shen Qiao replied instantly.
I’m sure, Teacher Lin is particularly attentive to my Sister Qingqing, and whenever my Sister Qingqing is mentioned, Teacher Lin blushes. — Shen Qiao.
He doesn’t stand a chance. — Shen Jue.
This morning, Rong Qingqing spent an hour at the mall and spent a million. Seeing her still interested and eager to continue shopping—and this doesn’t even include jewelry—you think a teacher can afford to support your Sister Qingqing? — Shen Jue.
Ordinary people can’t afford Rong Qingqing. — Shen Jue.
After sending this message, Shen Jue put away his phone with peace of mind. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥
As expected, when Rong Qingqing finally had her fill of browsing clothes and hats, she decided to head to the jewelry section.