Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"All...all?"

The saleswoman's voice caught in her throat, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She has worked at this jewelry counter for eight years and has seen people who spend money like water. She once bought the most expensive phoenix crown in the store, worth more than two million yuan.

This is already something only the super-rich would do.

This sweeping approach, buying everything without even looking at the styles, was something she had never seen before.

"Yes, all of them."

As if afraid she hadn't heard him clearly, Yan Mingchuan repeated it.

The saleswoman subconsciously glanced at Cheng Xihe.

This lady who managed to acquire so much gold looks...so young!

She glanced at Yan Mingchuan again.

Could this gentleman, who has some physical limitations, be a scammer?

A slight worry crossed my mind, but the saleswoman gave me a professional smile: "Sir, let me confirm again, do you want all the gold jewelry in our store?"

Does that include the phoenix crowns and other ornaments on display?

Besides the phoenix crown, the display case also contained a large gold bracelet and a gold statue of the God of Wealth, each item being pure gold and quite valuable.

The saleswoman asked again uncertainly, looking expectantly at Yan Mingchuan, trying to discern a hint of a joke on the face of the gentleman in the wheelchair who appeared quite dignified.

Yan Mingchuan coldly replied: "Pack it up."

"Okay, sir! I'll get it ready right away. Please wait a moment and rest over here."

The saleswoman led the two into the VIP lounge and served them fruit and snacks.

"Please wait a moment, both of you."

Nodding to the two, the saleswoman called over her partner, and together they packed up the gold jewelry.

Yan Mingchuan glanced at Cheng Xihe on the sofa and chuckled, "Do you like it? Gold."

Cheng Xihe lowered his eyes and fiddled with the ring in his hand, then paused for a moment.

She really likes gold.

Having made so much money, she also bought a lot of gold.

This is the first time I've seen someone buy gold like this; it's unexpected.

The hand holding the ring suddenly felt hot. Cheng Xihe glanced at Yan Mingchuan's calm profile and whispered, "Are you crazy?"

"These things are very valuable, there's no need for this."

Cheng Xihe looked down at Yan Mingchuan and said, "Our relationship is just that of a business partner. Mr. Yan, you've gone to so much trouble."

"Aren't these all things you like?"

Yan Mingchuan looked up at Cheng Xihe and smiled, "They're just some small trinkets, not worth much money."

His nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if the tens of millions he spent were just small change.

Cheng Xihe sighed, "President Yan, please don't do this. When the contract expires, will you want to take the items back the same way?"

"Of course not."

Yan Mingchuan smiled at Cheng Xihe: "This is just a small amount of money. There will be more to come, so don't feel guilty."

Cheng Xihe remained silent.

The wheelchair slid to Cheng Xihe's side, and Yan Mingchuan said in a low voice, "If you're really embarrassed, then I'll have to trouble Dr. Ghost Hand to do his best to treat me."

"You don't need to tell me, I can do that too."

Cheng Xihe took a sip of tea and stared at Yan Mingchuan.

Yan Mingchuan was quite frank, saying, "By the way, tonight's engagement banquet is a family dinner, taking into account that you still have to go to school."

If you're unhappy, we can throw a big party and announce it widely; it's up to you.

"A family dinner is fine." Cheng Xihe smiled faintly. "As long as people from both sides are present, that's fine. What he cares about more is cooperation."

Yan Mingchuan smiled knowingly: "I understand, I'll help you. We'll get your hair and makeup done later."

"Anything is fine."

Outside, the saleswoman called over the store manager and several colleagues, excitedly sharing the news with them.

Everyone in the shop got busy.

All the sales assistants, including the store manager, were mobilized to take out the jewelry pieces one by one, put them in boxes, and make a list for customers to check.

Cheng Xihe glanced at the chaotic scene outside, then turned and whispered, "Yan Mingchuan..."

"What?" Yan Mingchuan's deep eyes reflected Cheng Xihe's image.

Cheng Xihe chuckled: "Gold holds its value; you won't lose money."

Yan Mingchuan smiled and said, "Of course, my judgment is never wrong."

"Distinguished guests, please wait a little longer. We have quite a lot of jewelry in our shop." The shop manager hurriedly came in from outside, carrying some pastries.

It looks like it was just brought over from the hotel next door.

Yan Mingchuan raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, meeting Cheng Xihe's gaze. "It's alright, we can wait, right?"

"Um."

Cheng Xihe nodded coldly.

The store manager then asked, "So, should we handle the checklist verification ourselves, or will you do it yourselves, or will you leave it to us?"

"My assistant will be here soon," Yan Mingchuan said calmly.

The store manager quickly nodded: "Okay, esteemed guest, I'll go back to helping out now."

"Yes, as soon as possible." Yan Mingchuan nodded slightly.

When Su Jin arrived, he was stunned: "You mean, my brother Yan bought all of these?"

"Yes, it was bought by the gentleman inside."

The store manager smiled at him: "He said the payment is also made through you."

"I understand. I'll have someone take inventory of everything." Su Jin wasn't stupid; if he had to take inventory of everything one by one, he'd be exhausted.

He made a phone call to his assistant in the secretariat to come immediately, nodded to the store manager, and said, "Keep going, someone will take over soon. I'll pay once the inventory is complete."

"OK."

The store manager stepped up his efforts, "Be careful, everyone. Don't bump or knock the items. Make sure the packaging is ready, and pack them up immediately after you've checked them."

"Okay, store manager."

Su Jin walked inside: "Are they both inside?"

"Yes."

Pushing open the door to the VIP room, Su Jin saw Cheng Xihe looking down at her phone, while Yan Mingchuan was not far away, staring at her.

"Cough cough."

Clearing her throat twice, Su Jin walked to Yan Mingchuan's side: "Brother Yan, are you really going to buy that much? That's amazing."

"Xihe likes it." Yan Mingchuan said calmly, as if it wasn't a lot of money.

Su Jin almost wanted to crack open his head to see what kind of love-obsessed person he was.

Isn't this a cooperative relationship? Why are you spending so much money?

Despite having many thoughts in her mind, Su Jin maintained a smile on her face: "Okay, I've already had someone come and take inventory. We can continue shopping."

"Alright, you stay here and watch over things. Shall we go explore some other places?" Yan Mingchuan looked up at Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe stood up. "Alright, let's go."

She greeted Su Jin and followed Yan Mingchuan out, asking, "Where to next?"

"I see there are luxury brand counters over there, shall we go buy a bag?" Yan Mingchuan didn't know much about these things.

I only know that girls like jewelry and clothes, but most wives of wealthy families like expensive bags.

He had never gone shopping with a girl like this before.

Previously, Mu Xiaoting would just swipe her card when she bought things.

Cheng Xihe, adhering to the principle of "if you don't spend it, you might as well spend it," agreed: "Okay, let's go, let's buy a bag."

We strolled along the way.

Cheng Xihe had nothing in his hand.

There were several bags on Yan Mingchuan's wheelchair.

"Is it heavy? I can carry it myself." She had been browsing around for a while, but didn't find much she liked.

I bought two bags, one for myself and one for Qin Shengxia.

The rest are all small items.

Yan Mingchuan, holding the bag, said, "What's so heavy about it? I'm sitting in a chair, I can't feel my legs."

"You..."

Cheng Xihe looked at her helplessly.

"Oh my goodness, isn't this our famous top scholar? How come he's found a cripple in City A?"

As the two were talking, a sharp, piercing voice came from behind them, filled with malice...