"Alice, don’t tell me you’ve been swept off your feet by my wealth!" Su Xuan smacked his lips. "You’ve lived in a mansion worth over a billion..." Did this girl eat sugar or something? She’s being so sweet! "Pfft!" Alice looked down and smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Su Xuan, if you had said ’good looks’ instead of ’wealth,’ I couldn’t argue with you. But when you talk about wealth, I really can’t agree." "Oh?" Su Xuan replied. Alice lifted her beautiful eyes to gaze into Su Xuan’s deep yet clear ones and suddenly asked, "How much are you worth right now?" "Do you really want to know?" "Tell me or don’t. It’s up to you." "Twenty billion. Scary, right?" Alice chuckled again. "Twenty billion isn’t scary at all. It’s just a small fraction of what my father has!" Su Xuan drew in a sharp breath. "Don’t worry," Alice said. "My father was broke at your age, so you still have plenty of time to catch up to him." "Why would I chase your father?" "Then are you going to chase me?" "Are you also worth more than twenty billion?" Alice pouted with a look of playful reproach and offered Su Xuan a single word: "Blockhead." "Why are you panting?" "If you keep squeezing me with your legs, I’m going to die from exhaustion." Alice glanced down, her face flushing. "My apologies." She released her long legs, the kind any man would drool over, from Su Xuan’s waist and then let go of his neck. "Want to try on these clothes?" Alice asked. "Sure!" Su Xuan agreed. "Um..." Su Xuan added, "You weren’t acting all over me just now so you could get these clothes for free, were you?" "Hmph! Stingy!" Alice put her hands on her hips. "Can’t a girl get a little excited after buying a whole wall of clothes and stunning everyone? Is it so wrong to get a little carried away with you?" When Su Xuan stepped out of the fitting room dressed in an outfit worth a total of three million, he instantly captured everyone’s attention. "Wow, he’s indescribably handsome!" "He seems to be glowing! I can barely keep my eyes open!" "Even that blonde girl pales in comparison next to him!" "A man shouldn’t be allowed to be this perfect!" "I regret getting married so early!" "And he’s rich, too!" "I want to jump him, even if it’s illegal!" The women completely lost their composure. Their eyes shone, and their hearts pounded violently. Their blood pressure skyrocketed in an instant, and some looked as if they might faint. Without getting Su Xuan’s permission, they all whipped out their phones to take photos and videos of him. Su Xuan announced, "I know, being this handsome is a burden. Please, stop paying so much attention to me. It’s a lot of pressure. You should all focus on shopping!" "I’ll buy some Caranda clothes for my husband too!" "I’ll be satisfied if he’s even one-tenth as handsome as this young man!" "I’m buying something too! I’ve saved up plenty of my own money, I can afford it!" "My husband will be thrilled to death when he sees I bought him clothes!" At Su Xuan’s suggestion, the women began bustling around the store to pick out clothes for their husbands, afraid their desired items would be snapped up by someone else. *(The women’s husbands: We’re so touched! We’re finally being treated so tenderly!)* the Caranda flagship store had sold over a dozen items of clothing. When women go on a shopping spree, it’s a terrifying sight! The store manager was dumbfounded. If only we could sell this much every day! My performance numbers would be off the charts! His gaze toward Su Xuan became even more reverent and admiring. With Su Xuan here, why would Caranda ever need to spend a fortune on a brand ambassador? They could just hire him! "Damn, he’s handsome," even the other man couldn’t help but mutter. What a waste he’s not in that line of work! He then looked down at himself and was immediately overcome with shame. So ordinary, so plain... I’ve lost all my confidence. I just want to dig a hole, bury myself in it, and never see anyone again. Defeated, he turned and started to walk out of the store. He had completely lost. Why stay here just to be a laughingstock? He paused. Wait, why isn’t my woman following me? The man turned his head, searching for her. Then he saw her, standing motionless in front of a black evening gown as if spellbound. He walked over, glanced at the price tag, and drew a sharp, shocked breath. Three million! Another three-million-dollar item! "What do you think you’re doing?" the man snarled, grabbing her arm. "Darling, let’s buy this one!" The woman grabbed his arm again, shaking it. "This is the last one! If we buy it, our loss won’t be so miserable, and you won’t be so humiliated! Please? Please!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵 "Fine... fine..." The man stared at his mistress’s pouting red lips, feeling as if she were drinking his blood. He glanced at the other women shopping for their husbands, then suddenly swung his hand and slapped her across the face. "Fine my ass! Who do you think you are? My actual wife? Know your place! You’re just a mistress I keep on the side! I’ve already bled a fortune for you tonight, something I won’t recover from for a year. Don’t push your damn luck!" A loud ringing filled the woman’s ears as she clutched her stinging cheek. He actually hit me? The man who swore he’d love me for life just slapped me? "Waaaaah!" she wailed. "You dare hit me, you scumbag! I’ll kill you!" The mistress lunged, her hands clamping around the man’s throat. He grabbed her hair and slapped her again and again. The two began fighting uncontrollably. "Wang!" a voice boomed. "I’ve finally caught you!" Just then, a large woman burst in, followed by five or six equally large friends. Ten minutes earlier, a friend had told her she’d seen her husband shopping at the Caranda flagship store with his mistress, so she had rushed over to catch him in the act. But now, she was just dumbfounded. What is going on? Why are my husband and his mistress fighting? "Honey, help me!" the man yelled, thinking fast now that his actual wife had arrived. "This little hussy is clinging to me and won’t let go! I have no interest in her, I swear! I’m completely faithful to you!" "As if I’d believe that!" the wife scoffed. "Girls, get them both!" With a wave from the wife, her posse surged forward. The sounds of fists and feet hitting flesh echoed through the Caranda flagship store in a truly brutal scene. The other shoppers immediately pulled out their phones to record the exciting drama. "The wife is catching the mistress!" "Those are some solid hits!" "Are they going to kill them?" Alice glanced at Su Xuan. "How brutal." Su Xuan narrowed his eyes. "Indeed." The chaotic brawl lasted for about five or six minutes before it finally ended. The man and his mistress were left lying motionless on the ground, and it was unclear if they were just playing dead. Strangely, no one had called the police during the entire ordeal. It was as if dialing for help would have been the immoral thing to do. 「A few minutes later.」 the man recovered his senses. He staggered up from the floor, his face bruised and swollen, and clasped his hands together, begging his large wife. "Honey, you have to forgive me!" His business had only become successful because of his father-in-law’s connections. He couldn’t afford to offend his wife, and he certainly couldn’t get divorced over this. "I might forgive you on one condition." The large woman glanced at the store manager. "Which is the most expensive dress you have in here?" Hearing this, the man’s eyelids began to twitch violently.