Fu Zhi knew what Madam Lu was implying.
"You don't have to worry about me, so stop thinking about these things," she said. "You're old. At your age, you should work harder on living longer. You don't need to dress like a million bucks."
In other words, she was saying that since one had nothing when one was born and one took nothing with them when one died, she did not understand why, as a person who had one foot in the grave, she needed to dress like a million bucks.
Madam Lu was shocked.
She had paid her 8 million yuan, and this was what she had gotten in return? She could not believe that Fu Zhi would treat her like that. She could not come back to her senses for a long while. As she stared blankly at Fu Zhi, her mouth opened and closed several times, but no words came out.
