Although Fang Mo'er had created many popular songs, she received no salary because she was doing it for Mu Chen's company.
Therefore, how could Fang Mo'er possibly afford such expensive clothes?
Could it be that Fang Mo'er had been holding back and hidden her savings from him?
Previously, he had still been touched by Fang Mo'er's dedication to him. He had thought that as long as Fang Mo'er continued to produce songs, he could afford to treat her better.
But now, Mu Chen was a little angry.
Could it be that Fang Mo'er had only been toying with him?
Why else would she break up with him so easily?
Fang Mo'er didn't look back at him. She merely said casually, "Of course I broke up with you. You don't love me enough."
Fang Mo'er felt a little heartbroken as well. She had checked her bank balance earlier and realized that she only had a few thousand dollars left.
When she recalled the scene in the book where Fang Mo'er had transferred all her money to Mu Chen, she felt that she had lost.
However, it was a good thing that she had a black card in her hand now and didn't need to care about the money.
More importantly, she knew that Mu Chen would not be able to return the money that he had taken anyway.
All she could do was to console herself that she had already thrown him to the dogs. She did not feel sorry for him.
Fang Mo'er wanted to draw a clear line between herself and Mu Chen.
She wanted to live a happy life as a rich woman in the future.
A handsome husband, a luxurious mansion, and delicacies from all over the world. Wasn't that a delicious thought?
"Sister Fang, are you speaking out of anger? Mu Chen has just been busy recently. He really cares a lot about you." Bai Rong followed her, her gaze landing on the pile of branded clothes.
"Sister Fang, are you trying to get Brother Mu Chen to pay for you?
"Are you just trying to get him to spend money to coax you?"
Mu Chen frowned. "You're the one who broke up with me. Don't expect me to pay for you!"
Just as he finished his sentence, Fang Mo'er reached into her bag.
She took out a black card and handed it to the salesperson.
"Swipe it!"
"Okay." The salesperson accepted the card with both hands, his attitude becoming even more respectful.
This transaction alone cost hundreds of thousands of dollars!
Mu Chen and Bai Rong's eyes widened as they stared at the black card.
Mu Chen was certain that Fang Mo'er had hidden this black card all this time.
He had heard before that Fang Mo'er's mother had left her a huge sum of money.
He had not expected the amount of money to be so huge that it would exceed his expectations.
His thought was that if only he had not rejected the marriage registration today, this money would have belonged to him.
Mu Chen grabbed Fang Mo'er's arm.
He forced her to look at him and said angrily, "Fang Mo'er, you tricked me!"
Fang Mo'er quickly shook his hand off and frowned. "Are you saying that I'm willing to spend tens of thousands just to trick you?
"I'm not doing this because you don't care about me. You should thank me for giving you your freedom."
Fang Mo'er looked at Bai Rong meaningfully. "Bai Rong, don't you agree?"
Bai Rong lowered her head guiltily and bit her lower lip. She said in a low voice, "Sister Fang, you're being too willful. You'll hurt Brother Mu Chen's heart."
Fang Mo'er was so disgusted that she almost vomited.
She took a few steps back.
She did not want to get too close to this man and woman, to avoid being corrupted by the dirty air around them.
"Goodbye, ex-boyfriend. I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."
Fang Mo'er ran away as fast as she could, as if there were evil spirits chasing after her.
Looking at Fang Mo'er's retreating figure, Mu Chen was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot.
Bai Rong was also indignant. She had thought that all of Fang Mo'er's money was in Mu Chen's hands, but she had not expected her to have kept so much.
She was simply too hypocritical.
The driver was waiting at the entrance of the shopping mall. When he saw Fang Mo'er coming out, he hurriedly opened the car door respectfully.
"Young Madam, are you going back to Xiangyuan Residence?"
Fang Mo'er was momentarily stunned before she realized that Xiangyuan Residence was the elegant name of that ridiculously large villa.
She nodded. "Yes, to Xiangyuan Residence."
They returned to the large villa.
Shi Mo had not returned yet.
Fang Mo'er brought in her big bags of shopping and headed towards the master bedroom.
The villa was decorated in a very cold style. There were black and white pieces everywhere.
Even the master bedroom walls were white, and filled with black and white furniture.
The moment she pushed open the door, she could see it was made of elegant wood that was as gentle as a gentleman.
Fang Mo'er instantly felt that the entire house was just like Shi Mo. it was very bookish and deep.
In an instant, her mood became much calmer.
She put down her clothes and opened the huge closet.
She saw that all it contained were dark-colored suits and shirts.
Everything had been well-tailored, custom-made, luxurious, and noble.
Fang Mo'er could not bear to disrupt this sense of order.
She turned around and asked the butler to place and arrange the clothes in another room.
She then chose a lacy, princess-like outfit and went into the bathroom.
Although the aesthetic was a little old-fashioned, in her previous life, Fang Mo'er had always fantasized about one day wearing a fluffy princess dress with a pink ribbon on her head. She had always wanted to look like a princess.
Having gotten what she wanted, her heart was filled with joy as she lay in the huge bathtub.
In the bathroom that was decorated with frosted glass, Fang Mo'er smelled the fragrance of the shower gel and played with the white foam in her hands.
She even started humming a song because she was in such a good mood.
"I love to bathe, my skin is so good! Oh Oh Oh!"
Fang Mo'er, who was ecstatic with her new life as a rich woman, had not expected that the owner of this room would return right at that moment!