He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

Zero: [Is the baby shopping?]

Xia Ruo's heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked up and around—there were no suspicious men in black, no stalkers, not even a passerby who would give her a second glance.

She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to type:

"Yeah, brother, I'm at the mall with my best friend~"

After posting, he also added a little emoji of a person shopping, perfectly setting the mood.

Zero: [What did you buy?]

Xia Ruo's finger hovered above the screen for a moment.

This was the first time Zhou Siyan had asked about the specifics of what she had bought. Before, it was always just transfers, transfers, transfers; why was she suddenly interested in the details of her purchases? Was she going to check her account?

She looked down at her empty hands.

If he were to say now that "nothing was bought," Zhou Siyan, knowing the original owner as he did, would definitely think there was something wrong.

The original owner of this body was a spendthrift gold digger, yet she didn't buy anything when she entered the mall? That doesn't make sense.

Xia Ruo had a sudden inspiration and her gaze fell on the Chanel bag that Lin Wanzhi had just bought.

She quickly pulled out her phone, took a picture of the paper bag with the double C logo, cropped the edges to make sure only the bag was visible and not Lin Wanzhi's hand, and then sent it over.

"I bought you a dress, bro~ I'll wear it to work the day after tomorrow, I can't embarrass you!"

She looked at the reply with satisfaction—it fulfilled her reporting task while also praising the person who provided the funds; a perfect two birds with one stone.

Zero: [The money given is for the baby to spend.]

(Transfer: 100000 yuan)

Zero: [Go buy a few more items, don't skimp.]

Xia Ruo stared at the screen, her expression gradually becoming complicated.

Dude, do you really not know how to write the phrase "enough is enough"?

As she was pondering how to reply in a way that wouldn't be undignified and wouldn't cost her any more money, her phone vibrated again.

Zero: [If you don't spend the money, brother will book the plane tickets.]

Xia Ruo's pupils dilated in shock, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she typed, wishing she could pierce the screen:

"Buy, buy, buy! Baby, I'm going to buy it right now! Brother, don't be impulsive! Impulsiveness is the devil!!!"

After sending the message, she looked up, took a deep breath, and said to Lin Wanzhi in a tragic tone, as if saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Walk."

Lin Wanzhi, who was licking her ice cream, was taken aback: "Where to?"

"Buy things." A fierce, almost resolute light shone in Xia Ruo's eyes. "Buy the most expensive things!!!"

"???"

Lin Wanzhi looked bewildered, but she heard the words "buy the more expensive ones" very clearly.

She cheered, forgetting all about eating her ice cream, and dragged Xia Ruo into the nearest luxury store.

-

The next hour was the most magical hour of Xia Ruo's life.

none of them.

Lin Wanzhi was like a shopping perpetual motion machine out of control, precisely scanning every item on the shelves, her eyes shining brighter than the store's spotlights.

She tried on clothes, bags, shoes, and sunglasses, holding each item up against herself before decisively saying one word—"Buy."

The sales assistant seemed to be under a spell of happiness, running around with her feet barely touching the ground, her smile stretching to her ears.

Xia Ruo followed behind her, her shopping bags increasing from zero to one, then from two to four, until finally her hands weren't enough and she had to hang two more around her neck.

Left with no other choice, she borrowed a shopping cart that was reserved for VIP customers from a sales assistant and neatly arranged her spoils, looking just like a part-time porter in the mall.

"Ruoruo, look at these sunglasses!"

Lin Wanzhi turned around wearing oversized black sunglasses, obscuring most of her face except for a pointed chin and a wide-open grin.

"Doesn't he look like a movie star?"

"Yes, it looks like it." Xia Ruo said expressionlessly.

"Those celebrities who get photographed by paparazzi and then criticized by netizens for 'poor acting skills and still going out a lot.'"

"You have such a sharp tongue—"

Lin Wanzhi took off her sunglasses, pouting with a wronged look, but that pout lasted only half a second before her attention was drawn to a bag next to her.

"Ruoruo, do you think this bag is pretty?"

Xia Ruo glanced at the price tag and her eye twitched: "This bag is enough to pay for two years of my tuition."

"That means it looks great!"

Lin Wanzhi happily handed the bag to the sales assistant, her tone as light as if she were ordering milk tea.

"I'll take this one too."

The saleswoman was all smiles, looking at Lin Wanzhi as if she were a walking God of Wealth.

Xia Ruo pushed the shopping cart behind, suddenly feeling like a professional follower hired to accompany the young lady shopping.

No, that's not right. At least the assistants get paid, but she not only doesn't get paid, she's also forced to spend money.

What kind of logic is that?

Zero: [Did you buy it?]

Xia Ruo looked around, raised her phone, and took a picture of Lin Wanzhi's pile of spoils.

"I bought it! I'm so happy! Thank you, brother!"

Zero: [Whatever makes you happy.]

Xia Ruo stared at those four words and suddenly realized that she really couldn't figure out this man's thought process.

Other boyfriends advise their girlfriends to spend less and be more frugal, but he's the opposite; he chases after her urging her to spend, and if she doesn't, he threatens her with "booking plane tickets."

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was an ambassador for some kind of "limited-time cashback" promotion.

When the two came out of the luxury store, Xia Ruo was carrying three shopping bags.

In the end, she was "coerced" by Zhou Siyan into buying a pair of shoes and a silk scarf.

My heart was bleeding when I bought it, but the moment I pressed the payment code, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

No wonder the original owner loved spending money so much. This stuff is really addictive.

"Ruoruo, don't you think this makes you happy?"

Lin Wanzhi walked ahead, carrying three bags in her left hand and holding the second ice cream she had just bought in her right hand, her tone as satisfied as a cat that had basked in the sun.

"What? Bankruptcy?"

"It costs money!" Lin Wanzhi turned around, a ring of white ice cream stains around her mouth, and said matter-of-factly.

"Money that's spent is yours; money saved is in the bank."

Xia Ruo was silent for a moment: "Your dad would probably cry if he heard that."

"No way! My dad said that girls should be raised in comfort, otherwise they'll be easily fooled by men's small favors when they grow up."

Xia Ruo paused for a moment.

Lin Wanzhi's words were like a pebble thrown into the already turbulent lake in her heart.

She was deceived by a man's small favors—does she qualify now?

Which of those transfer records on your phone isn't a "small favor"?

However, Zhou Siyan's "small favors" were a bit too outrageous.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wanzhi noticed her pause, turned around, and still had an ice cream in her mouth.

"It's nothing," Xia Ruo quickened her pace to catch up, "I just think your dad is right."

"Right! So you need to spend more money! Otherwise, I'll be heartbroken if some guy manages to steal you away with just one meal."

"..."

"Ouch!!!" Lin Wanzhi suddenly shouted, startling the passersby.