Li Xiaoqiang, upon hearing this remark, felt displeased. Damn, do I look like I'm pretending to be rich?
For God's sake, I am rich. Do I need to pretend?
It wasn't just the dissatisfaction with the service he was getting, but also seeing how much his wife liked the clothes in the store. And, it must be said, the clothes in this boutique were indeed beautiful.
Li Xiaoqiang had made up his mind to buy Su Xiaoya several sets of clothes. Throughout their long relationship, he hadn't once accompanied her shopping or bought her any thoughtful gifts.
Li Xiaoqiang said with a smile, "Xiaoya, pick whatever you like. Today it's on me."
Su Xiaoya shook her head, "Even if you have money now, we should still save. Rich people should know that making money isn't easy."
Li Xiaoqiang gently patted Su Xiaoya on the shoulder, "Haven't you heard the saying? Rich people like to spend money on others. They don't like spending it on themselves."
