Zhao Guoying's arm was laid across a thin quilt on Meng Xiao's belly. He said, "The card I gave you today is a pay card. There's enough money in it for you to buy clothes, go shopping and travel around. I can't stand shopping with women, so you can go during my office hours. Be sensible, throw away all your old and worn-out clothes."
Zhao Guoying was forthright, and he clearly stated his dislike for shopping with women.
Previously, he was trained by his mother to accompany women shopping, which was more painful than undercover work. He didn't want to go through that kind of hell again in his lifetime.
"Once you're done shopping and can't carry everything, call me and I'll come pick you up. Otherwise, go learn to drive now, and I will buy you a car in a few days."
As the conversation went on, before Meng Xiao could respond that she didn't want anything, Zhao Guoying had already moved on top of her.