In the parking lot.
"Xu Mo, let's find a place to eat first."
"After dinner, accompany me for some shopping."
From the passenger seat, Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a smile.
Xu Mo knew he was in the wrong.
Well, looks like there's no escape tonight.
This is why one shouldn't indulge in momentary pleasures.
One should think long-term.
Otherwise, the consequences would be just like him.
Xu Mo made a token protest.
But in his heart, he had already agreed.
That evening.
Xu Mo regretted it.
Shopping with women was the most exhausting thing.
Others would window shop without buying.
Or occasionally buy something.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was exactly the opposite.
She bought more than ten sets of luxury clothing in one go.
Then came stockings of various colors.
Especially black ones.
She took five pairs.
After this shopping spree.
Xu Mo was completely dumbfounded.
Had the Zhou family gone bankrupt?
Buying so many clothes.
Didn't she know there would be many days ahead?
It wasn't that Xu Mo was concerned about spending a million or so Dragon Currency.
It was that he had to carry all these clothes by himself!
His whole body was stuffed with shopping bags big and small.
The embarrassing thing about sports cars was their small storage space.
So Xu Mo called for a business van to store the items.
"Young Master Xu, where should we deliver these items?"
The young driver asked respectfully.
Xu Mo reflexively replied, "Riverside Villa."
That was the name of Zhou Qiaoqiao's villa.
The young man nodded.
At this moment, Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly said,
"Wait, take the items to Phoenix Complex, Building 12, Unit 1204."
The young man looked at Xu Mo in confusion.
Xu Mo paused, then said, "Do as she says."
The young man respectfully nodded to both of them, then got in the car and drove ahead toward Phoenix Complex.
Xu Mo and the female devil got into the sports car.
The more Xu Mo thought about it, the stranger it seemed.
He knew Phoenix Complex, of course.
It was quite far from the city center.
He couldn't understand.
Why would Zhou Qiaoqiao choose to live in a remote apartment instead of her villa?
Could it be that the female devil had gone bankrupt?
On the way.
Xu Mo couldn't contain his curiosity and casually asked,
"Are you bankrupt? Why leave the city center villa to live so far away?"
As soon as he said it, Xu Mo realized.
If anyone were to go bankrupt, it wouldn't be Zhou Qiaoqiao.
The future queen of business was too shrewd.
Give her a million, and in a year she could turn it into a small fortune through compound interest.
How could someone of her caliber ever go bankrupt?
In fact.
Right now, Zhou Qiaoqiao, in some sense,
Was almost bankrupt.
These days, she either cooked for herself or ordered ordinary takeout.
Due to being fully invested in work,
She ordered takeout more frequently.
Basically all three meals were takeout.
Ordinary people might think nothing of it.
It's easy to go from frugal to luxurious, but hard to go from luxurious to frugal.
Plus, Zhou Qiaoqiao was born with a silver spoon in her mouth as a noble family's daughter.
In all wealthy families' eyes, the Zhou family's daughter eating takeout was an unthinkable thing.
But she really did it.
Zhou Qiaoqiao gave a self-mocking smile, her peach blossom eyes blinked as she stared at Xu Mo, shrugging playfully as she replied.
"Yes indeed."
"I really am bankrupt."
"Will you support me?"
Xu Mo thought she was joking.
"I don't think so..."
"The Xu family temple is too small to support someone like you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao giggled.
"My daily expenses aren't much."
"I'm not picky about food, I don't mind simple meals, being able to eat my fill is enough."
[The female devil's requirements are surprisingly low, just like mine. Could such good fortune really exist in this world?]
Xu Mo was suspicious.
The novel's description of Zhou Qiaoqiao portrayed her as someone who could adapt to any situation and endure what others couldn't.
If she were in ancient times, she'd perfectly fit the Wu Zetian model.
Speaking of his previous life.
Not long after marrying Zhou Qiaoqiao,
Xu Mo had secretly tried to accelerate the plot.
Soon after, he died.
The time they spent getting to know each other hadn't even exceeded half a month.
Plus various trivial matters.
Like how to arrange for Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting after his death.
"Xu Mo, I'm serious, what if I really went bankrupt?"
This time, Zhou Qiaoqiao's tone was somewhat serious.
Xu Mo paused.
After a long while, he said,
"I'll steal car batteries to support you."
[I'll buy stocks to support you]
With that foolish woman's trap ahead,
Xu Mo couldn't say what was really on his mind.
He had to fill that pit first.
Only after marriage in the later stages,
Could he tell the truth.
Though even then, only partially.
After all, by then he had once again bid farewell to this world.
Whether the original story, the previous life, or the present.
All of them can get lost.
The unattainable always stirs desire, while the favored take things for granted.
The loneliness of the world lies not in being invincible... ahem, lies in matters of the heart.
With determination, everything is possible.
The quiet atmosphere.
Was broken by a pleasant laugh.
Zhou Qiaoqiao had heard the answer she wanted.
Her previous efforts hadn't been in vain.
Xu Mo: o((⊙﹏⊙))o
"You don't really think I'd steal car batteries to support you?"
"Go ahead, just don't get caught, I'll keep watch, we're in this together."
"Who said I'm going to marry you? Nothing's set in stone yet."
"Hehe... you think you can escape?"
"Ahem... aren't you afraid I might keep fool... Shen Manni on the side?"
"I told you, I don't care how many you keep, want me to sponsor you to keep her?"
"You call this being bankrupt?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao gave this fool a side-eye, shrugging her delicate shoulders.
"Yes, bankrupt, penniless, weak, pitiful, and helpless."
After a pause.
She said in a devastatingly seductive tone,
"Why don't you take me home?"
That's all for today, wait for tomorrow
Qiaoqiao's plot is ending, time to switch characters
Limited vocabulary, limited expression, make do with it
There are many similar books, those who can't wait can go read others