Upon hearing from Bi Jia that Chen Qiu Ye had spent millions to buy two Patek Philippe watches for Li Shi, Guo Lan was also very surprised.
"Can you believe that she'd spend five or six million on luxury goods as gifts for a man? Has Chen Qiu Ye gone mad?" Bi Jia said somewhat mockingly, "Back when I asked her for a loan, she didn't lend me anything."
At these words, Guo Lan slightly shook her head. Her slim, delicate fingers, holding a slender cigarette, flipped open the ashtray lid on the central console and lightly tapped out the ash. Only after the falling ash dispersed did she say, "At the end of the day, it's her money. She can spend it however she wants. Besides, she did help you a lot later on, Bi Jia. You need to be clear about that."
Looking a bit embarrassed, Bi Jia said, "Of course I know that. I appreciate her help. That's why I'm worried she's being deceived. After all, I've been burned once before. Men these days are all too good at putting on a show."
