The Rich Second Generation Bar

“Keep dreaming your wild dreams. I won’t let anyone live off me,” Lin Xuan said, rolling his eyes.

“Tsk, so stingy,” Wang Dahe complained.

“Young Master Lin, Miss just sent a message saying you should take your friend out shopping. You can buy whatever you need, and she’ll cover the bill,” the butler respectfully informed him.

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment.

It seemed Su Hua’s desire to control him wasn’t as intense as before. Going along with her might actually be the right approach.

Lin Xuan and Wang Dahe arrived at a high-end mall filled with international luxury brands.

Since Su Hua had already taken care of Lin Xuan’s clothing, food, and living arrangements, there wasn’t much he needed to buy. However, as they passed a watch counter, a pair of matching his-and-hers watches caught his eye.

“Sir, these are the ‘True Love’ watches, designed by Master Crichton. They’re one-of-a-kind in the world,” the saleswoman explained with a smile.

“How much are they?” Wang Dahe asked curiously, knowing full well they must be worth a fortune.

“Sir, the pair costs 15 million yuan.”

“What? 15 million?” Wang Dahe was stunned. Even if he earned 10,000 yuan a month after graduation, it would take him 125 years of saving every penny to afford that.

“Charge it,” the butler said, handing over a black-gold credit card.

“Of course, one moment please,” the saleswoman replied, taking the card with a smile.

“And that watch over there, wrap it up too,” the butler added, pointing to a black watch nearby.

“Certainly. That watch is 3 million yuan, bringing the total to 18 million. Here you go,” the saleswoman said, handing the card and the three watches back to the butler.

The butler then gave the 3-million-yuan watch to Wang Dahe.

“This… is for me?” Wang Dahe asked in disbelief, pointing at himself.

“Yes, Young Master Wang. As Lin Xuan’s good friend, Miss specifically instructed me to buy you a gift as a token of her hospitality,” the butler explained with a warm smile.

Wang Dahe, who usually hesitated over spending 30 yuan, was overwhelmed by Su Hua’s generosity. A 3-million-yuan watch? He didn’t dare accept it.

“Dahe, if she’s giving it to you, just take it,” Lin Xuan said.

Wang Dahe tremblingly accepted the watch, feeling as if he were in a dream. A 3-million-yuan watch—just like that?

He almost knelt down and called her his godmother.

However, he decided to keep the watch safe and not use it, just in case Su Hua and Lin Xuan broke up and she demanded it back. He didn’t want to put Lin Xuan in an awkward position.

After finishing their shopping, they prepared to head back. Wang Dahe’s place was in the opposite direction from Lin Xuan’s, and he insisted on taking a cab alone. He needed time to process everything that had happened.

Lin Xuan was living off a wealthy woman, he had cut ties with his family, and now that wealthy woman had gifted him a 3-million-yuan watch…

It was all too much for him to handle.

Lin Xuan went to retrieve his car, a Koenigsegg One:1, which was surrounded by a group of guys.

“Whose Koenigsegg One:1 is this? It’s insane!”

“Must belong to some rich kid. Only a handful of people can afford this car.”

Qin Ruoyao happened to pass by and overheard their conversation. She took out her phone to look up the car’s price, and when she saw the figure—100 million yuan—her hand trembled.

“100 million! Ruoyao, this car is worth 100 million!” Li Siyu’s jaw dropped, her mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

“Ruoyao, do you think the owner is a rich kid or some older man?”

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