Yan Keke asked with a puzzled face, "Like what?"
"Like a scumbag boyfriend who spoils his girlfriend by buying her stuff after he's made her angry. You spend the money then later complain about her spending too much right here."
Upon thinking it over, Yan Keke realized that although the situation wasn't exactly the same, it felt very similar. She suddenly felt guilty. It was she who had taken Zhenzhen shopping, and now she was the one who felt annoyed. Moreover, the most important thing was that it wasn't even her money being spent. "Zhenzhen, keep shopping, shop as much as you want, I'll accompany you until you no longer feel like shopping."
But no sooner had Yan Keke finished speaking did she feel something was off. "No, that's not right. Zhenzhen, are you framing me again? Zhenzhen, you are too naughty. Do you know what you just acted like?"
"Like a woman who has drunk a cup of 'white lotus' with green tea," Mei Mengzhen described herself.