She spent a lot of money on it.
The man's comment was lukewarm, "Absolutely no concept of money."
Chi Huan had discovered two or three years ago that she had no concept of money. Although she earned a lot, she spent copiously on houses, cars, clothes, and handbags, saving very little.
Moreover, all her money was just sitting in the bank; she knew nothing about investing or financial management.
But he was just a bodyguard; he never overstepped his bounds on matters that weren't his business.
Chi Huan, "..."
She cleared her throat softly, "Are you upset that I spent so much of your money?"
Mo Shiqian lifted his eyelids to look at her, "I'm different from you."
Chi Huan thought he was referring to their different views on spending. She knew she was extravagant with money and cleared her throat again, "I'm just joking with you. The things I bought today—I was just borrowing your money. I'll transfer it to you once I get my card when I go back home."
