By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
Bai Xin drove a Porsche Panamera, a 3.0T model in blue. Uncle, naturally, wouldn't skimp on the gift.
It had a dealership price of 1.5 million yuan.
"An'an."
Chen An'an stepped out with a cheerful pace, exhibiting her own unique buffoonish character.
"Bai, Auntie Peiyao."
Jiang Peiyao also giggled, pulling out a small gift she made for her from her bag.
It wasn't anything of great value, just a token of affection.
She rustled it up herself.
Chen An'an absolutely adored it, and with exaggerated movements, she ran her little hands through her slightly curly black hair.
"Thank you, Auntie Peiyao."
"An'an, why did you suddenly ask us to come pick you up?"
"I just didn't want to go with Dad."
After Chen An'an got into Bai Xin's car, she said, "Dad wants me to lose weight, and today I went to the school's electronic scale to weigh myself, and that stupid scale showed I gained another two pounds."
"I'm going to buy an electronic scale that will weigh me as thinner."