At last, the dust had settled.
Even Xu Xiaoya felt assured in her heart.
Regardless of whether the shop’s business was good or bad, even if it couldn’t continue, the rental inco from the three-story shop alone was enough to ensure Yan Xixi wouldn’t starve or freeze. Moreover, all the profits from the shop had been accumulating in that original bank account since they started. In other words, Yan Xixi’s wealth was growing day by day without her needing to lift a finger.
All she needed to do was comfortably study and keep the Third Young Master company.
As expected, the Third Young Master’s love for Xixi didn’t just start. She simply refused to believe it before.
The white Jaguar appeared like an extraordinarily noble princess under the setting sun. It would be a lie to say that anyone wouldn’t love it; everyone would be smitten at first sight.
Even a very generous man wouldn’t necessarily be this extravagant.
Yet, this gift ca from a woman.
Xu Xiaoya was both delighted and mock-reproachful, "Xixi, it hurts my heart to even think about spending so much money. I don’t even dare to drive it."
Isn’t she allowed to spend it? What was there to be afraid of?
She idly recalled how, ever since she started following Wan Donglin, her heart had pounded like thunder each ti she saw him deposit assets into her account. Ti and again, she fantasized about how she would spend so much money. But back then, she only dared to think about it and never actually brought herself to spend it...
Returning from Treasure Mountain empty-handed, she had never genuinely enjoyed herself in this life.
She rembered when she received her first monthly salary of fifty thousand. She couldn’t help but feel a bit smug and excessively flaunt it to ’that toe-picking lout’ on the chat app. Yet, in the end, all she could bear to buy was a scarf for Mama Huang and a set of Ocean-blue Mystery as gifts. She herself didn’t dare use anything so expensive. She felt she wasn’t at that level and thought it would be wasteful.
How pathetic.
Now, suddenly, she feared nothing—the chains had broken. If only her mother were still alive—wouldn’t that be great? Since her mother couldn’t share in her riches, then she would share them with Xiaoya.
Xu Xiaoya said, "Xixi, besides myself, I love you the most in this world."
And how could Yan Xixi feel any differently? She wanted to spend money but couldn’t find anyone to spend it on—of course, she had to spend it on the ones she loved most.
She had planned Xiaoya’s birthday gift a long ti ago. After searching online for a while, she saw the real thing in person and imdiately fell in love with it, so she bought it without hesitation.
"Xixi, how about we swap? I’ll drive the Benz, and you drive this one."
"Haha, I’m not planning to switch cars. I love my Benz, and I plan to drive it until it falls apart. Xiaoya, this is my birthday gift for you. Do you rember the look on Zhou Xiaoxuan’s face last ti? Even after seeing our Benz, she still felt it couldn’t compare to her red sports car. But this ti, you must completely outshine her... Her red car is simply one thing: vulgar! So unbearably vulgar, HAHAHA..."
Xu Xiaoya burst into laughter.
This was the first ti she had seen Yan Xixi be so mischievous.
"You know ," Yan Xixi continued. "When I get incredibly bored, I just get this urge to make Zhou Xiaoxuan and Mama Huang unhappy. I’d absolutely never post this sort of thing on social dia, though. So, my vanity flares up, and I feel I have to show off a little, you know..."
To show off, of course, she wouldn’t do it herself—she’d let Xiaoya do it. Those who loved to flaunt their wealth could flaunt it in front of her; those who loved to flaunt their husbands could flaunt theirs in front of her; and those who loved to flaunt their family background could flaunt that in front of her too.
Besides, Xiaoya was still driving that very old runabout, which was on the verge of being scrapped and desperately needed replacing.
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