Fan Yutong never expected to be hit back so hard.

She had a grudge against Yao Jing because her husband had openly pursued Yao Jing in the past. Although Yao Jing rejected him, this incident had become a sore spot for her. She had spread rumors about Yao Jing because of it. Today, while out to buy a handbag, she spotted Yao Jing and Lin Zhiming. Thinking it was a golden opportunity, she approached Yao Jing without much preparation. To her surprise, before she could mock Yao Jing a couple of times, she was quickly shut down with just a few words from Yao Jing.

Just when Fan Yutong thought she would return home defeated, a sales assistant approached her with a tray.

On the tray were three handbags of the same style but different colors.

At first glance, these bags looked very expensive, the leather shining under the lights with a glossy finish, and the Chanel logo was adorned with diamonds.

The sales assistant carefully placed the tray on the glass counter and said to Lin Zhiming, “Sir, these are our most expensive bags, the Chanel Soulmate Series, with only three available.”

“Do you like them?” Lin Zhiming asked.

Yao Jing reached out to pick up one of the bags to take a closer look.

“President Yao, you’ve never been to a store like this, have you? You can't just pick up these bags with bare hands; you need to wear gloves,” Fan Yutong said with a disdainful expression.

“Ma'am, for some more expensive bags, we do indeed require gloves to touch them,” the sales assistant explained, handing over a pair of gloves.

“President Yao, I advise you not to look at them. These bags are very precious, each costing one million eight hundred eighty thousand. You don't know anything about them, and what if you damage one? Your family might be rich, but the poor girl working here will still be unlucky,” Fan Yutong sneered.

Yao Jing frowned slightly, and just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Lin Zhiming spoke up.

“I’ll take all three,” Lin Zhiming told the sales assistant.

“Huh?” The sales assistant was taken aback.

“Wrap all three for me,” Lin Zhiming said.

“Sir, aren't you going to choose?” the sales assistant asked, her voice trembling slightly.

“Only a child makes choices; adults take them all,” Lin Zhiming replied with a smile.

“You...” Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming, wanting to stop him, but Lin Zhiming glanced at her at that moment.

With just one look, Yao Jing knew she couldn't stop him.

So, Yao Jing had to keep her mouth shut.

“Wow, the second young master of the Lin family is so extravagant? He wants all three bags, totaling over five million, not just five hundred!” Fan Yutong mocked.

“Sir, are you really going to buy all three bags?” the sales assistant asked.

“The second young master of the Lin family has plenty of money, so hurry up and wrap them for him!” Fan Yutong laughed. She felt incredibly pleased; she had just been silenced by Yao Jing, but now Lin Zhiming was handing her such a big gift. In her eyes, Lin Zhiming couldn’t possibly afford those bags; he was just trying to show off. As long as she kept provoking him into making the purchase, he would end up embarrassed when it came time to pay, along with Yao Jing.

“Wrap them up,” Lin Zhiming said.

“Okay, okay! Please wait a moment; I’ll call the manager!” The sales assistant said, turning around to summon the manager.

This was also the first time the manager had encountered such a big spender like Lin Zhiming. While instructing the sales assistant to wrap the bags, she approached Lin Zhiming with a smile and said, “Sir, you are indeed a big spender! Since our store opened, we haven’t sold even one bag, let alone three together. To be honest, these bags were intended to be our store's treasures, and we never expected anyone would buy them.”

“As long as my wife likes them, that’s all that matters,” Lin Zhiming said.

“It must be a happy thing to be your wife!” the manager said.

“Of course it's happy; the whole city knows our President Yao is very happy!” Fan Yutong chimed in, glancing at the sales assistant who was wrapping the bags. “Hurry up, don’t keep our young master waiting!”

“Okay!” The sales assistant nodded.

In no time, the three bags were neatly wrapped.

“Mr. Lin, will you be paying with card or cash?” the manager asked.

“Wait a moment,” Lin Zhiming replied.

“Mr. Young Master, what are you waiting for? Don’t have money to pay?” Fan Yutong immediately asked when she heard Lin Zhiming's words.

The manager was taken aback and asked, “Mr. Lin, what’s wrong?”

“Go see if there’s anything else you like; we can buy it all together,” Lin Zhiming said, looking at Yao Jing.

“Trying to stall for time?” Fan Yutong asked with a smile.

“I don’t like anything else,” Yao Jing shook her head.

“Then let’s settle the bill,” Lin Zhiming said, taking out a purple bank card and handing it to the manager. “The card doesn’t have a password.”

The manager took the bank card, glanced at it, and her expression changed slightly. She then respectfully nodded and said, “Understood, Mr. Lin.”

“Still pretending at this point? Let’s see if you can keep pretending when you can’t swipe the card!” Fan Yutong secretly scoffed.

In less than a minute, the manager returned, holding the bank card in both hands and respectfully handing it back to Lin Zhiming, saying, “Mr. Lin, it’s all set.”

“How is this possible?!” Fan Yutong couldn’t help but exclaim upon hearing the manager's words.

“Hmm!” Lin Zhiming nodded, not even looking at Fan Yutong. He told the manager, “Remember, from now on, if my wife comes to your store, anything she touches, I’ll buy.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” The manager nodded repeatedly.

“Let’s go,” Lin Zhiming took the three bags from the sales assistant and glanced at Fan Yutong, saying, “You should consider yourself lucky; I don’t hit women.”

With that, Lin Zhiming led Yao Jing out of the Chanel store.

Fan Yutong stood frozen in place, her head buzzing.

After Lin Zhiming left, Fan Yutong excitedly looked at the manager and asked, “How is it possible? How could Lin Zhiming afford those three bags?!”

“Ms. Fan, do you have a grudge against that Mr. Lin?” the manager asked.

“I don’t, why?” Fan Yutong replied.

“Then that’s good… Ms. Fan, to be honest with you, the card that Mr. Lin just had me swipe is called the Begonia Duke Card. We specifically covered the Begonia Duke Card during my training in the capital,” the manager explained.

“So what?” Fan Yutong asked.

“That card... is a symbol of a prestigious identity. Each card represents a big shot. In short, the person holding that card is not someone to be trifled with,” the manager said.

“Not someone to be trifled with? I’m worth tens of millions; who wouldn’t be afraid of me!” Fan Yutong said arrogantly.

“One of the requirements to obtain that card is a net worth of ten billion...” the manager said.

“Ten billion?!” Fan Yutong's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the manager.

“So... if you don’t have any grudges against that Mr. Lin, that’s for the best. If you do, I hope you can let it go, because... your net worth isn’t even enough for his monthly interest...” the manager said.

Cold sweat immediately broke out from Fan Yutong’s body, and all her strength seemed to leave her.

The manager quickly brought a chair for Fan Yutong to sit and rest.

After resting for a while, Fan Yutong’s phone suddenly rang.

She answered the call, and her husband’s voice came through.

“It’s bad! Our hot pot restaurant was smashed!”

Outside the Panji Center.

“You took long enough in the bathroom,” Yao Jing said to Lin Zhiming, who had just rushed back to her side. After they left the Chanel store, Lin Zhiming said he had a stomachache and went to the restroom for at least ten minutes.

“I had no choice; I had diarrhea,” Lin Zhiming replied awkwardly.

“Here,” Yao Jing handed a bank card to Lin Zhiming.

“What’s this for?” Lin Zhiming asked in confusion.

“There’s over five million in there, and the password is your birthday. Take this money,” Yao Jing said.

“Five million?! Don’t you only get a few thousand a month? Where did you get over five million from?” Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.

“Money sitting in the bank is dead money. My major in college was investment, and since I graduated, I’ve been actively trading all my money. This is all earned by me, with no issues regarding the source,” Yao Jing explained.

“Then why are you giving it to me?” Lin Zhiming asked again.

“Five million is not five hundred. I have a rough idea of where your money comes from; you should return this money to that person behind you. We don’t owe anyone anything,” Yao Jing said.

Hearing Yao Jing’s words, Lin Zhiming chuckled, realizing she firmly believed that everything he had now was someone else's.

“I spend my own money,” Lin Zhiming said.

“Regardless of whose money it is, just take the card,” Yao Jing said before turning and walking ahead.

Lin Zhiming looked down at the bank card in his hand, smiled, and then put it away, quickening his pace to catch up with Yao Jing.

“No wonder you didn’t try to stop me; it turns out you had money to buy those three bags,” Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

“I’m your wife; you stand up for me, and I won’t stop you, even if it means putting on a false front,” Yao Jing replied lightly.

“With so much money, why don’t you ever buy something for yourself? I know you like Chanel,” Lin Zhiming said.

“How do you know I like Chanel?” Yao Jing asked.

“Because when we walked past the Chanel entrance, you slowed down, and I could feel a slight resistance when I held your hand. That didn’t happen when we passed other stores,” Lin Zhiming explained.

Yao Jing looked at Lin Zhiming in surprise; she hadn’t expected him to be so observant.

“And those three bags... You’re someone who knows how to control your emotions, but when you saw those bags, there was a spark in your eyes. Although you quickly concealed it, I still noticed it. So I know you like those bags,” Lin Zhiming added.

Yao Jing furrowed her beautiful brows, staring at Lin Zhiming for a long while before saying, “You’ve not only become domineering, but you’ve also learned how to please a girl!”

“I have many skills; let’s go buy some clothes,” Lin Zhiming said.

“Buying bags and clothes, what are you trying to do?” Yao Jing asked.

“Make you look beautiful and then take you somewhere!” Lin Zhiming said with a mysterious smile.