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."
