The saleswoman was giving an enthusiastic pitch.
But Tan Hua wasn’t hearing a word of it, her eyes glued to the price that made her tremble.
"1.58 million?"
The rose gold watch face and its full circle of diamonds, set on a white alligator strap, perfectly complemented his girlfriend’s slender, fair wrist. Qi Sheng nodded, satisfied.
"Ring it up."
Qi Sheng didn’t hesitate, deciding to buy it on the spot.
"Mr. Qi, this watch, like the one you bought earlier, requires a premium of 120,000. Is that acceptable?"
The saleswoman was thrilled but still asked cautiously.
"Fine."
Qi Sheng didn’t mind the premium; what he wanted was the exclusivity.
’In the future, when she wears a 1.7 million watch, anyone with half a brain won’t dare to disrespect Tan Hua.’
A woman who could afford to wear a watch worth over a million.
’Would they dare to mess with the man behind her?’
...
Leaving the Roger Dubuis boutique, Tan Hua’s small hand, held tightly by her boyfriend, was damp with sweat, and her expression was a little dazed.
’A whole apartment, just like that, worn on my wrist.’
It was an experience unlike any she’d ever had, one that Tan Hua wouldn’t forget for a long time.
"Come on, this is nothing. If I buy you a ten-million-plus watch in the future, are you going to get so excited you faint?"
Seeing Tan Hua’s stunned expression, Qi Sheng could understand.
Anyone who suddenly had a million-plus watch on their wrist would find it hard to stay calm.
"Honey, thank you."
For the first time ever, Tan Hua threw her arms around Qi Sheng’s neck and kissed him right there in front of the passersby.
Although the International Gold Center wasn’t crowded, it still drew quite a few sideways glances.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, carrying a Roger Dubuis shopping bag no less.
It was hard for people not to look at them with envy.
"I’m getting hungry. Let’s go recharge our batteries first, and you can kiss me all you want tonight."
Qi Sheng put his arm around a breathless Tan Hua, teasing her with a smile.
"Who wants to kiss you?"
Tan Hua shot Qi Sheng a flirtatious side-eye.
Her stunningly beautiful face made Qi Sheng wish he could carry her back to the apartment right then and there.
They decided not to go far for the evening and just eat at National Gold nearby.
On the 5th floor of National Gold, there was a Shang-Jing Japanese buffet.
Qi Sheng pulled Tan Hua inside and found a table for two.
Without a second thought, he ordered twenty oysters to start, to "refill the tank."
Seeing how straightforward Qi Sheng was, the young waitress couldn’t help but look at him with a smile.
Blushing, Tan Hua gently kicked Qi Sheng under the table, signaling for him to tone it down a bit.
In any case, Qi Sheng ordered plenty of anything that was said to boost a man’s vitality.
He ended up making Tan Hua so shy she didn’t dare look up, instead just lowering her head and pretending to play on her phone.
"Haha, I’m putting in so much effort. Shouldn’t I get a reward tonight?"
Seeing Tan Hua’s bashful reaction, Qi Sheng found it especially amusing.
He suddenly remembered two things he’d forgotten to buy earlier.
"Mm, whatever you say."
’I really should satisfy him completely at home,’ Tan Hua thought. ’That’ll keep him from running off to other women.’
Qi Sheng asked with a smile, "Do you know any sales associates at Valentino or Balenciaga?"
"I do, why?"
"Perfect. We’ll go give them some business later. We’ll buy seven or eight pairs of high heels and a dozen or so pairs of the stockings with the logos on them."
Tan Hua immediately understood and rolled her eyes at Qi Sheng.
"Why buy such expensive ones? A single pair of the Balenciaga stockings is 1,800. I’ve already bought dozens and have them stocked up. Besides, you just tear a pair every time anyway."
"Good point. We’re not short on money, but we shouldn’t be wasteful. We’ll just buy a few pairs later."
Qi Sheng naturally approved of his girlfriend’s frugality.
For him, it was about the Balenciaga logo.
It was more about satisfying a little fetish from his past life.
If he didn’t get to experience the joy of hoisting up a pair of fair legs wrapped in Balenciaga stockings, this rebirth would be a waste.
"Whatever you say, okay?"
Tan Hua wasn’t as thick-skinned as Qi Sheng; she was too embarrassed to discuss such private matters in public.
For a buffet that cost 667 per person, the quality of the ingredients was naturally top-notch.
The crab and salmon were both excellent quality.
With Qi Sheng’s current Physique, his appetite was equal to three men his age.
Tan Hua, who hadn’t had much of an appetite, found herself eating a lot more just from watching the way Qi Sheng ate.
"It’s all your fault for making the food look so good. Now I’ll have to run five kilometers tonight just to burn off some of the calories."
Tan Hua was getting pretty good at turning the tables and blaming him.
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