"For everyday wear, no need to overthink it. As long as the size fits and it’s comfortable, that’s enough." Luofeng said casually. Marrying a wife is actually the same logic—daily companionship doesn’t have to be insanely beautiful, it just has to suit you. The two of you feeling comfortable together, that’s the real deal.
But what if you’re rich?
If you’ve got the capability, then you pick exactly what you want, right? Will it be comfortable getting along?
Sorry, as long as you have money, she will definitely make you feel very... comfortable.
And not just with "those" things.
She’ll go along with you, butter you up.
Ever heard this saying? There’s a blogger who specializes in solving relationship problems.
But he doesn’t take clients whose monthly income is under ten thousand.
Because he said, anyone under ten thousand doesn’t have relationship problems, all they have are money problems.
In other words, all your "relationship issues" come from you not making enough.
"Why don’t you guys buy a few sets for yourselves?" Luofeng asked.
"We still have clothes we can wear." Shangguan Feier refused.
"Yeah, we’re not buying. It’s about to be autumn anyway, buying now would just be a waste!" Shangguan Shui’er said.
Waste?
They probably have no idea how rich Luofeng actually is, huh?
Just earlier at the Fengshun Investment Company headquarters, Luofeng had finalized a bonus payout of several hundred million.
If the bonuses are in the hundreds of millions...
How much do you think the company itself is making?
God knows.
Even though the two Beauties said they didn’t want anything.
Luofeng knew better.
When a woman says no, it means yes.
So he kicked off the buy-buy-buy rhythm.
If they don’t like it, they can just not wear it.
But they can’t not have it, right?
Right?
"Bro?in?law, stop buying, this is way too much." Shangguan Feier never imagined there’d be a day she’d be yelling "no more."
It’s like some eighteen?nineteen?year?old boy.
Before he’s ever done "that", he always thinks that if he got a pretty girlfriend, he’d probably make her cry every single day.
But when he actually meets a twenty?eight?twenty?nine?year?old aunt?level opponent...
He’s the one crying "no more."
Shangguan Shui’er chimed in, "Yeah, Luofeng, seriously, it’s too much, we can’t wear it all. We’ve already bought more than ten sets. How are we supposed to carry them later?"
"Aren’t Chen Yu and Hu Lan still around? Whatever you girls don’t like, just give it to them. I’m pretty sure they’ll love it." Luofeng laughed.
As for them thinking some clothes are ugly?
Yeah, right.
No matter how "ugly" they are...
As long as they’ve got the LV logo, that’s something that’ll make any girl’s eyes light up.
"Even so, it’s still way too much!" Shangguan Feier said. "It’s about to turn autumn, we can’t keep dressing so skimpy, can we?"
Luofeng chuckled. "But at home with the AC on, dressing a little skimpier isn’t exactly illegal, is it?"
The two of them rolled their eyes at him.
They were practically itching to say: if you’re gonna talk like that, why don’t you just go buy those... you know, kinky outfits?
"Alright, alright. Since you don’t want any more, I’ll take you to see a big treasure." Luofeng grinned wickedly.
Shangguan Feier and Shangguan Shui’er both blushed.
Clearly, their minds had gone in a certain... direction.
But soon they realized something was off.
Because Luofeng didn’t take them to the Nina Hotel next to the mall.
He took them down to the underground parking lot.
The two of them were still exchanging looks, silently debating who’d "go on stage" first today.
But they’d both guessed wrong.
Down in the garage, at Fengshun Investment Company’s private parking spots, there was a jet?black car with sharp, crisp lines.

"I don’t want to see it!"
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