"Thank you for your reminder, Boss. But I've never planned to be a big shot; I'll be satisfied if I can make some money and make ends meet."
"Fine, you can go now. I don't want to see you."
Su Yu waved the sharp-tongued girl away and left in his racecar.
Han Yueyao had complicated feelings inside as she stood there with the bag of luxurious clothes that Su Yu bought for her.
She hoped her behavior had convinced him that she was a slave of money; in this way, Su Yu wouldn't be nice to her and she wouldn't fall in love with him just like all the other women who had fallen for him. If she did, she'd end up in misery.
Yeah. No one knew that Han Yueyao was using this method to protect herself from being hurt.
When she returned, Su Xiaoxiao was sitting in their dorm room.
"Yaoyao, you're back."
"Yeah."
"Damn it. You're rich. Even I can't afford this brand…"
"No, President Su bought those for me."