On the day Bai Xiaoruo and Xian Mingyu held their wedding, she had only just celebrated her 18th birthday a few days prior. Her husband was a full 8 years older than her.
In the eyes of outsi...
"I don't want to sit on your head, it's disgusting."
"Come, come, come and take a look." He pulled Bai Xiaoruo to sit on the sofa.
He rummaged through the several bags of clothes on the ground and put them in Bai Xiaoruo's arms. "Here, these are all for you. See if you like them."
"I don't need any more clothes, why did you buy so many..." Bai Xiaoruo took out the clothes from the bag one by one. There were everyday clothes and delicate little dresses. This crazy person has pretty good taste. They all look good.
Bai Xiaoruo took out the invoice from one of the clothing bags, and when she saw the number on it, her eyes widened in shock.
Good heavens, each piece costs over a thousand yuan. There are three pieces of clothing in the bag, which adds up to nearly ten thousand yuan.
So many bags of clothes, they must cost tens of thousands!
The thought that this money was earned by Xuan Mingyu through hard work day and night made Bai Xiaoru feel extremely distressed.
She hadn't even been willing to spend that much of his money, but this guy, he gave Xuanxingze a card, as if the whole world belonged to him.
"Return all of these; I don't want them."
"What? Why return it? If you don't like it, just keep it in your drawer, or give it away. I never return things I buy. Besides, my brother isn't short of money. I only bought a little bit."
"This is considered a little bit? You didn't earn the money, so of course you can spend it however you want!" she shouted angrily.
No matter what, she had to return these clothes; she didn't want to owe Xianmingyu too much.
"Fine, I'll give up, your voice is so loud it's going to deaf me..." Xuan Xingze covered his ears with his hands. The little guy really is fierce when he gets angry.