Still at the small plaza, Gu Qimiao stood by the roadside waiting for him, her eyes searching for his flashy red Ferrari, when a black-and-grey Bugatti pulled up in front of her.
Just as she was wondering, she saw the car window roll down—it was Gu Moming!
"Stay put. I'll find a spot to park." He instructed.
About five minutes later, he walked over. In such cold weather, he only wore a shirt and a thin jacket, with a couple of buttons undone on the shirt.
As soon as she saw him, Gu Qimiao was full of complaints, starting with his obviously expensive car: "Why did you buy another car?!"
"Annoyed?" He put his hand on her shoulder as they walked.
"Didn't you say you were going to open a store? And you still bought a car! How much did you spend?!"
He looked nonchalant, answering, "About ten million."
Knowing she was about to scold him, he quickly changed the subject: "Have you had breakfast yet?"
