"This car is pretty cool! Did you buy it yourself?" Mao Xia asked tentatively.
"No, it was a birthday gift from my dad. It wasn't worth much, maybe a few million..."
When Xiang Yanlong got into the car, Mao Xia didn't even know how to open the car door. He then turned to the side to help Mao Xia open the car door and fasten her seatbelt.
After arriving in Gangcheng, Mao Xia heard the story of Cinderella. At this moment, she felt like she was Cinderella, having met the wealthy prince of her dreams. Xiang Yanlong was not only her type in appearance, but also very rich.
She relied on her mother in her past life, and on her boyfriend in the second half of her life, so she can live a life free from worries about food and clothing in this life.
Mao Xia got into the car, the wind whistling past her ears. She had seen other people drive sports cars, and every time she drove on the road, she could hear an extremely exaggerated sports car engine sound.
The girls, dressed beautifully, sat in the passenger seat of the sports car, attracting the attention of all passersby.
Back then, Mao Xia was thinking about when she could sit in this position. Now her dream has come true. She has hooked up with a rich man. Even though nothing has happened between them yet, he only took her away tonight. He also said that he noticed her as soon as he entered the bar.
It's clear that she's his type.
She could very well have him under her control.
Mao Xia was lost in thought, the evening breeze ruffling her hair.
Xiang Yanlong's car radio was playing love songs loudly as they drove to the dock. On the way, Mao Xia felt a bit cold from the wind, so Xiang Yanlong pulled out a blanket for her.
"Don't overthink it, it wasn't used by anyone else, I just bought it today."
Mao Xia felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She hadn't expected that a rich young master like Xiang Yanlong would be so caring.
The two went to the riverside in the port city to see the night view. After they finished, it was already very late. Xiang Yanlong then took Mao Xia to a French restaurant for dinner. The meal was extremely luxurious, with them ordering whatever was expensive.
It's either steaks air-freighted from France, or Australian lobster, French snails, and the like.
The meal lasted until the early hours of the morning, and Mao Xia was completely stunned by the fact that it cost more than four thousand yuan!
A meal costing over four thousand yuan, that must be incredibly expensive!
This young master really doesn't know the value of money when he's not in charge of the household. He spent one or two months' salary in less than two hours. If Mao Xia could really marry someone like this, wouldn't she be living a life of luxury every day?
She lives in a luxury mansion, drives luxury cars, has countless Filipino maids to serve her, and even has a nanny to take care of her children. She sleeps until she naturally wakes up every day and doesn't have to do anything. All she needs to do is appease her husband, have more children for him, and maintain a good relationship with her in-laws.
Mao Xia almost woke up laughing when she thought about how she could buy so many bags that her hands were sore, how she could swipe her credit card until it was so soft, and how she had bodyguards following her everywhere she went.
"Young Master Xiang, where do you live? Where can I find you in the future?"
Xiang Yanlong pointed to the hotel next door, "I've been staying here recently."
Mao Xia was taken aback. "Aren't you going home?"
“Go home? I was kicked out by the old man! He also canceled all my credit cards, didn’t leave me a single penny, and wouldn’t allow my friends to lend me money! He wouldn’t let me take anything except this sports car and my personal clothes and watch.”
Why did your father kick you out?
"What else could it be! It was because my girlfriend didn't meet their requirements. I broke up with her, and my mom was satisfied, but my dad was still not. He said I was a good-for-nothing, spending all my time playing with cars and watches, and swiping my card for women! He wanted me to come and inherit his real estate company. But you know... I'm a free spirit by nature, and I'm not the kind of person who can settle down and work a nine-to-five job all the time... Besides, if I really went to the old man's company, he would only pay me 10,000 yuan a month! What can 10,000 yuan do? It's not even enough for two meals! So I ran away and decided to start my own business!"
Xiang Yanlong recounted all the character portrayals that Zhou Chufei and Zhou Jian'an had given him.
Mao Xia actually believed her. "Then do you still have money to stay in a hotel? I heard that this hotel costs one or two thousand a night!"
"I can afford to stay in a hotel and eat. If I didn't have that kind of money, what kind of rich young master would I be? I should be called a poor young master!"
Xiang Yanlong waved his hand with amusement, as if he thought Mao Xia was unsophisticated and that his poverty was not the same as hers.
Mao Xia blushed at what she said. She really didn't know how rich people lived. In Mao Xia's opinion, a hotel costing a thousand yuan a night was simply robbery!
This amount of money would be enough for a family's salary for one or two years in mainland China.
Rice in mainland China costs only a few cents per kilogram, yet Xiang Yanlong spends one or two thousand yuan a night to stay in a hotel!
It's like throwing money into water and not even making a sound. Mao Xia felt that Xiang Yanlong was being too wasteful, but she didn't dare to say anything, afraid that Xiang Yanlong would think she was naive.
"Then I'll come find you tomorrow?" Mao Xia asked with a smile. "Young Master Xiang, which room are you staying in? I'll ask the front desk to call you for me. You can come down as soon as you get the call; I'm not going up."
Xiang Yanlong scoffed, thinking to himself, "They've even put on an act!"
Xiang Yanlong grabbed her arm and stared at her provocatively.
Mao Xia's cheeks flushed. She had had many boyfriends, but none of them were as aggressive as him. His domineering manner reminded her of Zhou Chuyu's boyfriend.
"Let go..." Mao Xia pushed him.
Xiang Yanlong wouldn't let go. He took Mao Xia to the underground parking garage of her apartment complex, pinned her against the wall of the emergency exit, and kissed her.
Xiang Yanlong's kiss was just like him—passionate, unrestrained, and extremely provocative. Mao Xia's legs and feet went numb and her whole body felt itchy. She felt that all her previous relationships had been in vain and all the men she had slept with had been pointless. She never knew that a man could make her lose control to this extent.
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