Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing have officially settled down in Xiyuan.
Although Bai Jingyuan had arranged everything, Jiang Can still felt that her home would only feel right if she decorated it herself.
So, taking advantage of the few days she had free time before handing over her work at the newspaper and reporting to Yufeng Media, she wandered all over the streets and alleys of Yangcheng and bought a lot of things.
All the cards were swiped using Huo Zhixing's card.
Huo Zhixing's phone kept vibrating during the meeting, filled with transaction records one after another.
He frowned slightly, but a hint of indulgent smile flashed in his eyes.
This little woman really knows how to shop; I never realized she had such a strong shopping desire before…
If I keep buying like this, won't my allowance for the month plummet? Maybe I'll end up like Lu Lishan, with no money left to even buy a pack of cigarettes?
Huo Zhixing's heart skipped a beat!
The department director, who was giving a work report, glanced up and saw his expression, and panicked. "Third...Third Young Master?"
The department director's lips twitched, and the forced smile looked more like a grimace. "Third Young Master, I... did I say something wrong?"
However, Huo Zhixing didn't hear what he said at all; his mind was filled with thoughts of his lost cigarette money...
Can't!
He suddenly stood up and rushed out of the conference room as fast as he could.
The rest of the people were dumbfounded and turned their gazes to Fang Han.
"What's wrong with the Third Young Master?"
"Has something terrible happened to the company?"
"Could it be that the old man is unwell?"
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."
Fang Han put one hand to his forehead and sighed helplessly.
He had just clearly seen the browsing history on Huo Zhixing's phone, as well as a sweet, smiling emoji from Jiang Can: Baby, all that's missing is the bed sheet!
Hmm... baby.
This is the latest nickname Jiang Can gave him.
Fang Han couldn't help but shudder, goosebumps practically falling off his skin.
...
Huo Zhixing drove the car that Jiang Can had bought for him straight to the mall.
Unlike the opulent DL shopping mall, this mall was only a second-tier shopping center in the vast Central City. Although it belonged to the Huo family, the Huo family never took it seriously, and the mall's general manager wasn't even qualified to attend group meetings.
However, I don't know what wind blew Young Master Huo here today!
The person in charge was both surprised and delighted, and for a moment lost his composure. He led a group of people to the door to greet Huo Zhixing. Just as he was about to open the car door for Huo Zhixing, he was startled by Huo Zhixing's cold words, "Don't touch my car," and withdrew his hand.
"Oh, Third...Third Young Master!" the person in charge said with a fawning smile. "I really didn't know you were coming, and I wasn't prepared in advance. I'm so sorry!"
Huo Zhixing didn't have time to pay attention to him and went straight into the mall to find Jiang Can.
Jiang Can was browsing the home furnishings section, carefully comparing two essential oil diffusers and asking the sales assistant about the differences between them.
She had seen Huo Zhixing sleepless in the middle of the night countless times. Sometimes, when she was half asleep, she would open her eyes and see him still intently writing proposals on the computer, and she would feel particularly sorry for him.
So she thought of using essential oils to relieve his stress.
However, after comparing the two models, she looked up and found that the once bustling shopping mall was now completely silent. Apart from the sales assistant and herself, there wasn't a single customer on this floor.
Just as Jiang Can was wondering what was going on, he suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from not far away.
When she saw the man's tall figure and angular face, she waved to him vigorously and smiled from the bottom of her heart.
"Why are you here?" She leaned closer to him, her bright eyes fixed on him. "Weren't we in a meeting today?"
Huo Zhixing lowered his head.
She was of fairly average height for a girl, but even on tiptoe, she only reached his shoulder. He patted her head, a glint of light flashing in his eyes that he only showed when he saw her.
"If I don't come soon, I won't get any pocket money this month, will I?" he chuckled softly.
"How could that be? I've already saved it for you!"
"real?"
"Hmm... Anyway, I did the math. Your meals are prepared by someone at the company, so you don't have to spend any money. I'll buy your clothes for you. We're living in Xiyuan now, so we don't have to pay rent anymore. Life is much better than in Jiangzhou!"
"Of the basic necessities of life, only transportation requires a little money," Jiang Can said, counting on his fingers. "The car you drive now has a small engine, which is very fuel-efficient. I've calculated it, and 500 yuan a month is enough for gas!"
"So..." She smiled, pulled out five hundred-yuan bills, shook them, and put them in his shirt pocket, clapping her hands twice. "This month's bills, use them sparingly!"
Huo Zhixing stared wide-eyed, frowned, and twitched his lips, his expression strange, it was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing.
There's definitely no money left for cigarettes!
He cried out in his heart countless times, but when he met Jiang Can's playful and cute gaze, he could only force a smile.
"What's wrong?" The woman looked at him with a slightly smug expression. "Do you have any objections to the amount I gave you?"
"No, no!" Huo Zhixing pursed his lips. "Well... we still haven't bought the bed sheets, have we?"
Jiang Can nodded and excitedly took him to look at bed sheets.
Huo Zhixing patted his shirt pocket and quickly warmed the five hundred-yuan bills in his hand... It seems he'll have to drive less this month, or maybe he should ask Uncle Cen to send a driver to pick him up?
Anyway, he had to find a corner to hide the five hundred yuan!
...
"Lu Lishan, I have something to ask you."
The next day, Huo Zhixing summoned Lu Lishan to his office.
However, Lu Lishan didn't look very energetic either. As soon as he entered the door, he slumped onto the sofa like Ge You, staring blankly at the ceiling.
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