"What could you possibly spend over two thousand dollars on?"
Zhou Rongrong found it somewhat incredible, as if her own son who was so good at earning money had never been wasteful or extravagant.
Zhou Rongrong could tell that Li Zhiyan was very disciplined with his money.
He didn't squander his wealth like some nouveau riche.
That's why Zhou Rongrong felt so at ease about her son.
"It's just that he usually likes to buy some branded clothes and stuff."
"If I don't give him the money, he gets angry."
Zhou Rongrong didn't know what to say, her close friend felt morose every day, indeed for a reason.
Having such a son would likely upset anyone.
"It'll get better, the kid is just young."
"Hopefully..."
Wu Qingxian tried to put on a brave smile, her heart growing even fonder of Li Zhiyan.
Unfortunately, another's son is still another's son. He might buy his mother a phone, but he wouldn't buy one for her, and she had no right to expect any gifts from him.