Poor people can never understand how luxurious the life of the wealthy is, spending money like dirt is just routine.
Frankly, Lin Zhenghui had never expected this day to come so swiftly.
He thought it would take him over thirty years, or perhaps a lifetime, to reach this point.
After dinner, these young and beautiful returnee butleresses brewed expensive tea for Lin Zhenghui and served him imported fruit.
"I'm so full, it's the first time I've eaten this much." Lin Zhenghui sprawled out in a solid wood armchair, not wanting to move an inch.
"Son, you rest for a bit. Mom and Auntie will prepare a bird's nest with egg whites for your late-night snack," Shangguan Ranyan said with a full sense of accomplishment as she watched her son eat the most that evening.
"Hmm, don't make too much, two bowls are enough," Lin Zhenghui told his enthusiastic mother.
"Got it, you rest for a while. How about going for a swim and having them join you?" his mom called out from the kitchen.
