"......"
Lin Fei was completely emotional.
He couldn't understand how a child under five years old could speak to him in such a profound and subtle way.
He was made to look like a child, while the little person in front of him was an adult.
Sigh, he felt so ashamed in front of Xibao!
No wonder she inherited the genes of her domineering boss; it's simply incredible!
It really does prove the saying, "Like begets like."
Judging from this young master Xibao's demeanor, he'll definitely be even more arrogant than their domineering CEO when he grows up!
Seeing Xibao run towards the children's play area outside, Lin Fei didn't have time to think about anything else and hurriedly followed.
Si Lijue led Su Niannian to the wardrobe, picked out a few dresses from the rack, handed them to the saleswoman standing next to him, and said casually, "I don't want this one. Let my wife try on all the other styles."
Mr. Si's decision to have Mrs. Si try on all the clothes meant that he was going to select a large quantity of clothes for her, at least a dozen or more sets.
These wealthy men often use money to please their women.
He doesn't hesitate to spend money on clothes, bags, and jewelry for his woman.
It must be said that Mrs. Si is truly blessed to have found such a prominent figure as Mr. Si.
While thinking to herself, the saleswoman accepted the dress with a smile and replied respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Si."
Then, he made a standard gesture of invitation to Su Niannian, saying, "Mrs. Si, this way please."
When Su Niannian heard Si Lijue say that she should try them all on, she frowned and looked at the many clothes in the store with some worry.
She turned to look at Si Lijue and said in a pleading tone, "Honey, I really can't wear so many clothes. Could we not try on so many?"
Si Lijue looked at her with affection and said softly, "How will I know if it looks good if I don't try it on? Otherwise, let's buy all these clothes and you can wear whichever one you want, okay?" As he spoke, he was about to instruct the sales clerk to pack them all up.
Her closet is already full of new clothes she hasn't worn yet. If she buys all the clothes in this store, she won't be able to wear a different outfit every day.
Anyway, she and Si Lijue only signed a one-year contract. Buying so many clothes would be a waste if she couldn't finish them all and just left them there.
Si Lijue's money will all be left to his precious son, Xibao. She absolutely cannot let Si Lijue squander it like this, and she must protect the family business for her son.
Su Niannian saw through his intention and immediately stopped him, saying, "No, I'll try it."
If it's suitable, we'll buy it; if it's not suitable or I don't like it, we won't keep it.
However, let's agree beforehand that we can't try too many, it'll be tiring. Also, is it okay if we only buy two sets?
Si Lijue looked at the little woman in front of him meaningfully, a smile playing on his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Wife, are you trying to save me money? Actually, you don't need to save me money at all. I'm happy to spend money on you."
Su Niannian blushed slightly and hurriedly explained, "It's not about saving money, it's that we don't have enough room in our closet, and all those clothes are the latest styles that I haven't had a chance to wear yet!"
Si Lijue didn't take it seriously and calmly said, "If there's not enough room for your clothes, then have someone convert a walk-in closet into a special place to store your clothes, shoes, and bags."
If all else fails, just throw away all your old clothes and put in the latest styles. Out with the old, in with the new!
"As long as you're happy, that's the most important thing." After saying that, he affectionately ruffled her hair, treating her like a daughter.
Su Nian shook her head like a rattle-drum, "Hmm, this is not good at all. I said I wanted to set an example for Xi Bao, but you want to renovate my walk-in closet and throw away my new clothes. It's really a bit extravagant."
Besides, with you squandering money like this, won't our family fortune be very weak when our son takes over the company? What will we do then?
She was genuinely afraid that the Si family's legacy, passed down through generations, would be reduced to an empty shell by the time Xi Bao took over.
Si Lijue shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, scolding, "What are you thinking about all day long? Do you think I'm the kind of person who wouldn't leave any inheritance to my son?"
"Honey, don't worry. When our son takes over the company, I swear I'll leave him a fortune that's definitely more substantial than what I have now, no less."
"Really?" Su Niannian looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, not entirely trusting his words.
"Really," Si Lijue replied with absolute certainty.
"Okay! With your promise, I feel relieved!" Su Niannian gave a sweet smile, then, as if remembering something, continued, "We agreed that we'd only buy two outfits today, not too many."
"Okay, whatever you say." In order to get her to obediently go change her clothes, Si Lijue had no choice but to agree for the time being, and urged, "Hurry up and change your clothes! I'll wait for you outside."
"Okay, sure." Su Niannian followed the sales clerk to the fitting room to change her clothes, completely satisfied.
Si Lijue sat on the sofa by the window, legs crossed, holding a newspaper in his hand, reading it while waiting quietly.
Seeing how much Si Lijue doted on Su Niannian, the sales clerks in the store all envied Su Niannian's good fortune in marrying a rich, powerful, and handsome husband. They wished they could replace Su Niannian as Si Lijue's wife.
In an attempt to attract Si Lijue's attention, one of the sales clerks went to the tea room to make a cup of coffee, then swayed her slender waist as she approached Si Lijue with a beaming smile, offering her services.
"Mr. Si, this is the coffee I just made for you. Please have some!"
Si Lijue kept his eyes glued to the newspaper, not even glancing at her, and said in a cold voice, "I don't drink instant coffee, take it away."
"But... this is imported coffee, please have a sip." The sales clerk looked at the coffee in her hand with a face full of reluctance.
Si Lijue glanced disdainfully at the coffee in the sales clerk's hand, his voice slightly annoyed: "I don't want to repeat myself."
The sales clerk happened to see his disgusted expression and felt extremely wronged.
She asked a friend to bring this box of coffee back from abroad. She usually doesn't dare to drink it, only taking it out to brew a packet when she's trying to snag a rich husband, considering it an investment before marrying into a wealthy family.
In the past, wealthy people would at least give her some face, and even if they didn't like it, they would still try a sip. But Si Lijue in front of her refused directly, complaining that her coffee was too low-class and not worthy of him.
This was the most heartless customer she had ever encountered since she started working at the store; they didn't give her any thought or face at all.
Holding her coffee, tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, like beads falling from a broken string, impossible to stop.
Seeing that the saleswoman in front of him had no intention of leaving and was even shedding tears in front of him, Si Lijue frowned slightly and urged her in an unfriendly tone, "Aren't you leaving? Where is your manager? How does she train her subordinates?"
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