"I know you're waiting for me to speak, but I really don't know what you want me to say. Should I say that I will accept the pocket money you give me and spend it carelessly, or should I say I will immediately use your money to pay off the 810,000 I owe Wen Han? Which one do you want to hear? I'll say it for you. I promise it comes from the heart, completely sincere. Can't we stop this nonsense, please?"
Fu Shinian looked at her, lit a cigarette, and slowly said amidst puffs of smoke:
"Su Mu, I've never been short of women willing to spend my money."
Su Mu knew that her previous words still hadn't hit the mark, but as she watched Fu Shinian genuinely about to smash the million-dollar sports car, she felt it was a dreadful waste, so she spoke up:
"Then, can we not smash this car?"
"You didn't like it, did you?"
"It didn't look that great before, but now, from a different angle, it actually looks pretty nice."
Fu Shinian gave a slight smile:
"Alright, as you wish."
