Because she had bought so many things today, Liu Yue had been worried about the hassle of carrying all those bags while shopping. But Chanel solved that problem for her.
The boutique contacted the mall and arranged for an employee in a suit and uniform to push a brass cart, following behind her with all her purchases.
Even when she and Sang Yu went to the restaurant to eat, the cart was stored with the restaurant, with a dedicated attendant watching over it. When they finished and came out, the staff would continue following her until she got in the car and left the mall.
This service was, of course, free. Wanxiang Cheng never hesitated to provide all kinds of conveniences to the wealthy.
It feels amazing to be rich, Liu Yue said to herself.
That feeling reached new heights when she and Sang Yu arrived at Zhizheng Chaoshan Cuisine. This Black Pearl restaurant normally required waiting in line, but after the staff negotiated with the restaurant manager for a few minutes, they were led to a private room inside.
The private rooms at this restaurant were only accessible by reservation, but such “rules” could be ignored in the presence of the wealthy.
Liu Yue had only been enjoying this for a short while, and she was already feeling a bit giddy. She could hardly imagine how incredible it must be for those born into wealth—the rich heirs and heiresses—who lived like this every single day.
Liu Yue left the ordering entirely to Sang Yu.
“I said I’m treating you to this meal, after all,” she said magnanimously. “Order whatever you like. I have no dietary restrictions—I can eat anything. Thanks for accompanying me shopping today. You really worked hard.”
Sang Yu smiled. “It was just a bit of talking. How is that hard work?”
As she ordered, she continued observing Liu Yue’s expression.
Liu Yue only seemed slightly dazed when it came time to pay the bill, but there was no regret or remorse. Her spending today might have been impulsive, but the money was clearly within her disposable range, because there was no unease on her face—she obviously wasn’t worried about having to answer to anyone.
She must have spent around nine hundred thousand today, right? And the amount Liu Yue could freely dispose of would need to be at least ten times that for her to remain this calm and composed.
So who exactly were her biological parents, to be so generous with allowance money?
Sang Yu mentally ran through the wealthy circles of Shenzhen, then lamented that her network and sources of information were ultimately limited—and they might not even be from this city.
While Sang Yu’s thoughts raced in a hundred directions, Liu Yue was making a shopping list.
She had about a hundred thousand left. She didn’t plan to buy more luxury goods, but instead wanted to get some everyday items for herself.
Let her think… Liu Yue wanted to buy a comfortable chair, one that would match the height of her dormitory desk.
She also wanted an electric toothbrush—she’d never been willing to splurge on one before. And she might as well get a really good facial cleanser, plus a full set of top-tier skincare products.
As for makeup, Liu Yue’s makeup skills were zero, and she didn’t plan to put herself through that ordeal. But she could buy a few more lipsticks—that, she knew how to apply.
Oh right, her shampoo and body wash were almost used up, so she could buy new ones too. There was a supermarket in Wanxiang Cheng; she’d go stock up on sanitary pads, grab some snacks and fruit, and then figure out the rest after that.
Liu Yue shared her shopping plan with Sang Yu, who said with slight surprise, “I thought you were going to buy jewelry next.”
Liu Yue scratched her head. Oh, that was a thing too? She’d completely forgotten.
“Didn’t think of that,” she said. “Besides, wouldn’t it be inappropriate to wear something too flashy to work?”
Work? Sang Yu thought to herself. You have nearly a million in pocket money for a casual day of shopping—with that kind of wealth, why would you need to work?
But Sang Yu wasn’t all that surprised. Rich people were strange like that. Whatever they did, she wouldn’t find it absurd.
Liu Yue had no idea that Sang Yu’s thoughts were on a completely different track. She was still earnestly planning what she could buy at the mall versus what she could buy online.
While they were eating, both their phones chimed with notification sounds at the same time.
Liu Yue opened her phone and saw that it was Ke Yan in the dorm group chat—she’d had another fight with her boyfriend.
Liu Yue: …
If she remembered correctly, hadn’t the two of them just made up yesterday?
She and Sang Yu exchanged a glance, then silently turned their phones face-down on the table, pretending they hadn’t seen anything.
Since they were mutual friends, Liu Yue couldn’t help but vent to Sang Yu about Ke Yan’s love-struck foolishness. She was such a good person—why did she have to be so desperate over a man?
Her boyfriend was even harder to judge. When Ke Yan had brought him out to dinner with everyone before, he’d actually rated each of them on their looks right in front of them. Lin Feiran, the most hot-tempered person in their dorm, had held herself back again and again, only refraining from throwing her Coke in his face out of respect for Ke Yan.
As she talked, Liu Yue went on a tangent, declaring that “no man is any good” and “a woman’s misfortune often begins when she starts dating.” But then she suddenly remembered that Sang Yu had also just broken up with her boyfriend yesterday.
And… their breakup scene had been rather unpleasant. Liu Yue wasn’t even sure if they’d truly broken up, or if it was just harsh words said in the heat of an argument.
As if seeing through her hesitation, Sang Yu smiled.
“You’re right, there’s nothing much to talk about when it comes to romance.” She said while picking up food with her chopsticks. “After the breakup, I felt completely at ease—no worries, no burdens at all.”
At the dinner table, Sang Yu recounted her relationship experience, mocking herself for thinking she was Cinderella meeting her prince, only to realize he never saw her as a princess.
Liu Yue asked cautiously, “He only wanted a short-term fling with you, never intending to marry?”
Sang Yu let out a chuckle. “Darling, you’re so naive. You think too highly of men.”
“He only saw me as someone to warm his bed. There’s a hierarchy in their circle too. A wealthy young heir he wanted to climb up to took a liking to me and specifically asked for me to attend their party. I didn’t go, so he dumped me.”
Sang Yu said this so naturally that Liu Yue almost didn’t register it.
Her CPU was overloaded, and she had no idea how to respond. If Sang Yu hadn’t said it herself, she couldn’t have imagined there existed such shameless scum in this world.
She racked her brain to comfort Sang Yu. “It wasn’t him dumping you—it was you dumping him. It’s a good thing you saw his true colors early.”
“Of course.” Sang Yu raised her glass. “Then let’s celebrate.”
The two clinked their glasses, producing a crisp sound of glass meeting glass.
Judging from Sang Yu’s expression, there was truly no trace of sadness or hurt. Liu Yue deeply admired her for being able to remain so carefree after encountering such a terrible situation.
In her impression, Sang Yu had never lost her composure. No matter the occasion, her emotions were always steady.
“Amazing.” Liu Yue said. “I need to learn this champion mindset from you. This is how strong women should be.”
Sang Yu smiled without saying a word. What was there to envy about this?
If she had the choice, rather than weathering the storms, she would of course prefer a life in a greenhouse.
After both were full and satisfied, Liu Yue paid the bill.
The meal (including service fee) came to 678 yuan, and Liu Yue had thoroughly enjoyed herself. She discovered another one of Sang Yu’s strengths—she was excellent at ordering food, and she could perfectly gauge the right portion for two people.
“Going out with you is so worry-free.” Liu Yue remarked. “Have you ever considered being a professional companion for meals and outings? I’m sure plenty of people would pay you a high salary.”
Sang Yu: “Sure, would you like to hire me?”
Liu Yue thought to herself that if she were actually rich, she would have said yes.
But her savings were only so much, and how much she could spend each day all depended on the System’s Spinning Wheel. What if she hired Sang Yu one day and the System vanished the next? How awkward would that be?
Liu Yue had always been mentally prepared for the System to disappear at any moment. She wouldn’t cry, and she wouldn’t make a fuss—just as quiet as when she accidentally overheard her adoptive parents discussing sending her back to the orphanage after her adoptive brother returned from abroad.
She said honestly, “I’d love to, but I still have to work myself.”
Although she hadn’t found a job yet… but there was still half a year before graduation. She could take her time.
If worse came to worst, she could retain her status as a fresh graduate and prepare for the next civil service exam. Getting stomach cramps so severe she couldn’t walk on the day of the last exam was just really bad luck.
Liu Yue said it casually, but Sang Yu took in every word.
She continued accompanying Liu Yue on her shopping trip at the mall. Besides buying everything on her list, she also reminded her to purchase new undergarments, a better pillow, softer sheets and bedding that felt smoother to the touch, and a more comfortable quilt.
Compared to luxury goods, these things didn’t enhance one’s social image but rather the quality of life—and they weren’t cheap either.
Liu Yue paid without hesitation, which further convinced Sang Yu of her extraordinary financial means—her biological parents must not be ordinary people.
By the time Liu Yue returned to school, she only had 522.6 yuan left for today’s spending task. She could easily finish it by buying something random on Taobao.
What was it like to spend a million yuan in one day? Liu Yue had to say, the feeling was absolutely amazing.
She hummed a little tune as she arranged today’s purchases in order. Daily necessities had their designated spots. As for the bedding… when she thought about having to replace the old bedding and put on the new ones, Liu Yue suddenly felt it was too much trouble and didn’t want to move.
Although Sang Yu had offered to help, Liu Yue was too embarrassed to let her do it. After all, she had already troubled her enough today—Sang Yu had accompanied her shopping for most of the day.
Seeing her refusal, Sang Yu suggested another option: “You can book a housekeeping service. They can not only change your bedding but also wipe down the bed frame, organize your desk, and even assemble that ergonomic chair you have.”
Oh right, that was possible!
Liu Yue realized once again that money could solve so many problems—that wealth could buy her leisure and ease.
She placed an order through her phone, and after that, there was nothing left to do.
She took out the Hermès paper box, pulled out the Herbag, and when she was about to put her laptop inside, Liu Yue realized something was terribly wrong.
This Herbag 31 could indeed fit a 13-inch laptop, but the problem was…
At the time, she was in a hurry to spend the hundred thousand yuan, so she picked the most expensive option for everything without paying attention to the details. Now, when she went back to check her Taobao orders, she realized that this laptop, which couldn’t fit into her bag, was a 16-inch model.
So the question was: should she replace the laptop, or replace the bag?
Author’s Note: