She knew exactly how powerful the other man was.
’Stingy bastard.’
Han Yue shot Li Chengqian a contemptuous look.
’No wonder that guy stole your ex-wife.’
’If it were her, she would have jumped ship too.’
But looking down on him was one thing.
If she didn’t make Li Chengqian spend some money, wouldn’t her investment of time in him be a complete waste?
"Darling, look how generous he is. I want Chanel clothes and bags too."
Han Yue whined, shaking Li Chengqian’s arm with a sickly sweet affection.
"Ahem, well, how about we go check out Miu Miu? Their clothes and bags are really nice too."
Li Chengqian rubbed his nose.
He had no intention of spending money at the murderously expensive Chanel.
Chanel’s bags and clothes easily cost forty or fifty thousand yuan apiece.
That was hardly something a working stiff like him could afford.
"Sir, Miu Miu is just affordable luxury. As for brand status, we’re separated from them by an entire Prada."
Lucy looked at Li Chengqian, her expression calm.
"If you don’t intend to make a purchase, I hope you won’t disturb our most esteemed Chanel VIC."
"What’s that supposed to mean? Is this Chanel’s idea of customer service?"
Li Chengqian was instantly furious, glaring at Lucy with displeasure.
’He was an executive-level figure, after all.’
’At the office, plenty of people flattered him.’
’He drove an X5 and lived in a three-million-yuan house. He was a respectable member of the middle class.’
Chanel was expensive, but it wasn’t as if he couldn’t afford it.
He just wasn’t willing to buy it for Han Yue.
"Mr. Qi has spent a cumulative total of over 10 million yuan at our Chanel store."
"If your spending exceeds Mr. Qi’s, I will serve you with even greater enthusiasm."
Lucy was clearly a smart woman.
A single, casual remark was all it took to completely extinguish his arrogance.
"Ten million?"
It wasn’t just Li Chengqian; Han Yue was also shocked.
Even many of the onlookers who had gathered to watch the drama were stunned by the figure.
This wasn’t money spent on a house or a car.
It was spent on flashy, impractical luxury goods.
This just went to show how obscenely rich this Mr. Qi had to be!
He had to be at least a top-tier young master from a family worth billions to dare spend so extravagantly and willfully.
"I..."
At that moment, Li Chengqian wished he could turn into a dog.
At least then he could slip away unnoticed.
His ex-wife’s disregard, his current girlfriend’s contempt, the sales associate’s mockery, the onlookers’ amused stares...
What infuriated him most of all was that Qi Sheng was doing it right in front of him—
fondling Miduo’s slender waist, even placing a hand on her perfect, peach-like rear.
’Fuck!’
’Stop!’
Li Chengqian desperately wanted to stop him.
But then he remembered his status: he was just the ex-husband.
He could only watch, his eyes practically splitting with rage, as Miduo nestled shyly in Qi Sheng’s arms.
"I’ll buy it! Bring out the most expensive bag you have."
Li Chengqian had no other outlet for his pent-up frustration.
He could only express it in the most straightforward way.
"Of course, sir. Please wait a moment."
Lucy never missed an opportunity to make a sale.
She quickly retrieved a classic flap bag with a price tag of 80,000 yuan.
Li Chengqian wouldn’t be able to afford anything more expensive.

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