CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 483: THERE’S NO WOMAN WHO CAN SPEND ALL OF QIAN’S MONEY

Ye Zi couldn’t move or speak with her chin pinched by him, she could only shake her head to respond to his question.

Qin Jin then let go of her, staring coldly, "Remember this, my money is for you alone to spend, Ye Zi!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to open the door and strode out.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped, turned back, and reached out his hand to Ye Zi: "Aren’t you coming?"

Ye Zi was a bit dazed, standing still, "Where to?"

Qin Jin said coldly: "Shopping."

Ye Zi uttered an "Oh" and said, "But I want to go alone..."

Qin Jin narrowed his eyes, with a profound look that was unfathomable, "Are you coming or not?"

Ye Zi obediently walked over and placed her hand in his palm.

Qin Jin led her downstairs, and after she got into the car, he fastened her seatbelt, closed the car door, and then went around to his own side.

Driving away from the Qin Mansion, Ye Zi sulked all the way.

Feeling a bit sore in her waist, she rubbed it with her hand, frowning deeply.

Qin Jin was driving with undivided attention, but still caught her movement from the corner of his eye.

"I’ll be gentler next time."

His voice was finally lowered when he said this, but he didn’t turn his head to look at Ye Zi.

Without waiting for Ye Zi to speak, he asked again, "Which brand of handbag do you like?"

Qin Jin, an experienced player in the game of love, indeed had his way of coaxing a woman.

Ye Zi turned her head to look at his face, and said in a low voice, "I like all except for designer brands."

"..."

Before Ye Zi, all of Qin Jin’s women shared a common hobby, incessantly changing designer handbags.

From the less expensive ones costing tens of thousands to the more expensive ones costing hundreds of thousands or even over a million, he had given them all.

Thus, he always thought that women were easy to please, that a handbag could seal the deal.

But unexpectedly, with Ye Zi, it turned out to be a different story.

Ye Zi, oblivious to Qin Jin’s expression, reminded him as she looked at the road ahead, "Take a left at the three-way junction ahead, and after thirteen shops, there’s a place that sells handbags with a lot of styles. I want to go there."

Qin Jin grunted in acknowledgment, took the turn as instructed, and then asked her, "What’s the price of the most expensive handbag there?"

"A little over two hundred," Ye Zi replied earnestly.

"Then buy all the styles they have."

"That’s too many, there are hundreds!"

"Buy them all."

"Buying one is enough, no need for so many..."

"I don’t care, here’s two hundred thousand for handbags, you see to it. If you don’t spend it all, I’ll find another woman to do it."

"How annoying! Bullying me again..."

Shen Cheng had breakfast and called Ye Zi, who said she was out shopping for bags. Intending to join her, Shen Cheng asked the driver to take her there.

When she arrived, Qin Jin had something to do and was about to leave. He greeted her with a "sister-in-law," made some small talk, and then drove off.

Before leaving, he threw a card to Ye Zi, warning her that she would bear the consequences if she didn’t spend it all.

If it were any other woman given a card to spend freely, they might wake up from their dreams, yet Ye Zi and Shen Cheng were cut from the same cloth.

With all the money in the world, they still couldn’t be tempted.

Ye Zi held the card, pouting, "My dear..."

The tail of the word was drawn out long, one could tell she wasn’t happy.

Shen Cheng glanced at the card in her hand, her seductive lips curved into a teasing smile: "If he tells you to spend it, just spend it. No woman can’t spend the money. Come, let me take you somewhere."