Looking at the Bvlgari bracelet worth tens of thousands of yuan in her hand, a hint of subtle unnaturalness appeared on Jiang Churan's beautiful face.
Having just experienced the shock of the surprise, she didn't know how to react appropriately for a moment.
Because Jiang Cheng looked like nothing had happened.
It was as if the money he spent on her wasn't a million, but just a few hundred yuan.
If Jiang Cheng had really only spent a few hundred yuan on her, it would have been fine.
The key was that this expense totaled a full million.
Such a massive amount of spending indeed made Jiang Churan feel a bit at a loss.
Seeing Jiang Cheng walking forward, Jiang Churan said somewhat anxiously, "How about we head over now? It's about time."
Looking at Jiang Churan's slightly furrowed brows and the hint of worry in her eyes.
Jiang Cheng immediately understood what she was worried about.
She was afraid he would buy even more things for her.
At this thought, Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded to Jiang Churan, agreeing, "Sure, let's head over then."
Watching Jiang Cheng's back, Jiang Churan silently rehearsed what she was going to say next.
She bit her lip hard, seemingly trying to work up her courage.
Then, she gently reached out and grabbed Jiang Cheng's sleeve.
When Jiang Cheng noticed her action and turned to look at her, Jiang Churan instinctively lowered her head, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.
Then she said softly, "Um... can these things be returned? You really bought too much just now, I really can't use all of it. Besides, these things are too expensive, I think... I..."
Their first contact was at a bar, and their second was going out to eat.
Now, on their third meeting, Jiang Cheng had bought her so many things.
Moreover, these things were bought without her knowledge and then thrust into her hands.
Personal feelings aside, Jiang Churan was essentially forced to accept them.
From her perspective, for any Girl who wasn't one hundred percent materialistic, her heart would inevitably be in a state of extreme panic at this moment.
From her standpoint, for a Girl who wasn't completely materialistic.
Her heart must be very flustered right now.
Why say Jiang Churan isn't a Girl easily moved by money?
First of all, with her appearance, she could still maintain a privacy value of 0 by her sophomore year at the Kyoto Dance Academy.
This actually explained a lot.
If a Girl like her really wanted to rely on her flowery beauty to make money.
She would just need to stand anywhere near the bustling Workers' Stadium area in Sanlitun; would she really worry about not having opportunities?
And even after he had spent a million on her.
Her favorability value only increased by 3 points.
Some Girls, just upon seeing Jiang Cheng's bugatti, their favorability value could directly reach 95 points.
There's no harm without comparison; with this comparison.
Jiang Churan definitely belongs to the category of those who keep themselves pure.
Jiang Cheng explained to Jiang Churan, "Once money is spent, there's no reason to return it. To put it pretentiously, money is measured in different units in different people's eyes. Although this might not sound great, a million here, with a little effort, can be earned back in a day."
Jiang Cheng was telling the truth; after all, with his level 17 status.
Every second, 7 yuan goes into his account.
In a day, the bank card receives over 600,000 yuan, plus Xingchen Investment, Xingchen Entertainment, ByteDance, Sina, and other share investments in Fierce Cat.
Making a million a day is easy.
Seeing Jiang Churan's mouth slightly open, Jiang Cheng continued, "Don't think too much. I just have too much money and it's boring to spend it alone, so I'm letting you help me spend some."
By now Jiang Churan was already dumbfounded, completely not knowing how to respond to this wealthy man in front of her.
However, she knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Jiang Cheng to be bragging or lying.
After all, Wang Congcong is the son of the richest man, but Shen Shuang had said before that Wang Congcong's attitude toward Jiang Cheng was very unusual.
So she believed what Jiang Cheng said.
A person like him had no need to lie in front of her.
After her surprise, Jiang Churan couldn't help but pout, "Stop it, I'm already jealous."
The bugatti was like a roaring beast, leaving the bustling Sanlitun with thunderous momentum and speeding toward a nearby KTV.
As the vehicle approached the KTV entrance, the previously clear road, traffic, and crowds began to become increasingly congested.
The bugatti moved forward slowly, like a fierce beast trapped in a cage, unwilling but forced to move slowly with the flow of people and cars.
Inside the car, Jiang Churan stared intently at the pedestrians on both sides of the entrance; the envious looks they cast made a sense of indescribable satisfaction well up in her heart.
Some who looked like tourists even took out their phones to frantically take pictures of this supercar Jiang Cheng was driving.
At this moment, Jiang Churan's concrete understanding of the term "tall, rich, and handsome" instantly became clearer and more three-dimensional than ever before.
As Jiang Cheng thought, although her looks were a huge advantage.
This was still her first time sitting in someone else's supercar.
According to what her mother often said, a woman as naturally beautiful and outstanding as her.
If she weren't lucky enough to live in this prosperous and modern Kyoto city, but instead in a remote and backward mountain village, she would probably be buried like a dusty pearl.
She might even suffer all kinds of harassment.
Here, there are countless skyscrapers.
Busy streets and a dazzling array of shops.
Not only that, even the sides of the roads are full of various surveillance cameras, and the security situation is among the best in the country.
Because of this, growing up, besides occasional verbal harassment that didn't matter.
Plus some exclusionary behavior from female classmates out of jealousy.
Other than that, she had never experienced any other possible dangers or risks.
Except for the current graduation pressure and employment problems, her life had always been smooth and without waves.
After getting out of that extremely cool supercar.
Wang Sheng, who had been following behind, had already gotten out of the maybach.
He nimbly opened the trunk and carefully took out the Dior gift boxes they had just bought.
He jogged to Jiang Cheng's side and handed the exquisite gift boxes to him.
After taking the gift bags, Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to Jiang Churan beside him and asked softly, "Are there a lot of people invited to this party?"
Jiang Churan shook her head, "Sister Shuang said she invited some friends she usually hangs out with, as well as some classmates from school. Oh, and Xu Yan is here too."
Jiang Cheng repeated, "Xu Yan?"
Jiang Churan quickly nodded and explained, "Mm-hmm, she's the senior we met when we went to eat braised snacks last time. The three of us have a pretty good relationship at school and are quite close; you could say we're good best friends."
While the two were talking, a well-trained Waitress in uniform quickly walked up and led them toward Hall No. 2.
After a while, the two arrived at the door of Hall No. 2.
Looking up, this shop called "Chao K" appeared exceptionally high-end and classy.