Just upon entering the hotel lobby, Su Fan was taken aback.
This Feng's hotel truly deserved its five-star status, resplendent and radiant to the utmost. It was Su Fan's first time setting foot in such a high-end place, and he was still quite astonished by it—people in this city really knew how to enjoy life.
However, in his pocket, he still had the one million yuan bank card Lin Qianjiao had given him last time, so he was brimming with confidence.
Following by his side, Su Ya was noticeably less composed.
"Doctor Su, let's just go, shall we? Your monthly salary is just a few thousand yuan, right? I've heard from your hospital colleagues that you haven't worked there very long, so I guess you don't have much in savings. That car rental must have cost a few thousand yuan as well, we can't keep wasting money foolishly."
She spoke in a hushed tone, with a hint of nervous cowardice.
Su Fan smiled slightly.
"Don't worry about today's matter, I have my own plans."
