He plays a domineering CEO in a short drama, starting by educating his employees about the law.

As a result, Shen Qingxi became even more unhappy.

Because Su Qing anticipated his prediction.

This time, Su Qing didn't try to steal it; she tricked him herself.

This made Shen Qingxi feel like ants were crawling all over her body.

Su Qing laughed heartily.

The two of them played this childish game of fighting over food with great enthusiasm.

Two waiters nearby huddled together and whispered to each other.

"Why are these two so happy while eating?"

Another waiter said, puzzled.

"Shouldn't eating be something enjoyable in itself?"

Upon hearing this, the other waiter fell silent.

Holy crap, what she said makes so much sense! Shouldn't eating be a happy thing?

"But I've never been this happy when I eat with my boyfriend. These two are really happy together every day."

Is it possible that happiness is based on wealth?

"What do you mean?"

"Let me introduce you to him. You see that man? His suit—I can't see the brand, but did you see the logo on his cuff?"

"I saw it, so what?"

"That's a very famous bespoke tailor. Their clothes aren't sold to the public; they're all custom-made, and a single outfit can cost at least a million."

"Really? How did you know?"

"That's what the fashion magazine said!"

"Is there really a golden house in books?"

"Of course! There's even a beautiful woman in the book!"

"What do you mean?"

"The jade bracelet on that woman's wrist is worth over 70,000 yuan."

"Seventy thousand or so, that doesn't seem too expensive."

"Are you kidding me? Seventy thousand isn't expensive? Did those three injections from Sinovac damage your brain? That's over seventy thousand! Your monthly salary is only 2,700!"

"Holy crap, compared to this, it seems really expensive."

Shen Qingxi and Su Qing overheard the conversation between the two waiters.

Their eyes widened simultaneously.

"Holy crap, your clothes cost at least a million?"

"Holy crap, that bracelet on your wrist is worth over 70,000?"

Su Qing rolled her eyes: "No, over 70,000? What are you so surprised about? You're the kind of person who wears a house on your body!"

Shen Qingxi said, "Please, I'm a rich second-generation, my family is rich, isn't it normal for me to wear expensive clothes!"

But you're wearing a bracelet worth over 70,000 yuan! Director Su, I'm going to report you! Did you accept a bribe?!

Su Qing retorted angrily, "Bullshit! This is something I saved up for a year's salary to buy, and I planned to keep it as a family heirloom."

Shen Qingxi's eyes lit up: "You have an idea! A family heirloom? You've actually thought that far ahead!"

But shouldn't family heirlooms be bought as antiques?

"Can you please drop that 'let them eat cake' mentality? Do you think I'm some rich kid like you? Antiques? Even the cheapest one of those isn't something I can afford!"

Shen Qingxi said, "It's no big deal. I'll send you one when I have the chance."

My dad always loves buying those things.

Su Qing looked closely at Shen Qingxi: "Young Master Shen, you're not planning to corrupt me with money, are you?"

Shen Qingxi chuckled mischievously: "Will the corrosion succeed?"

Su Qing blushed slightly: "Pah, you're dreaming."

Shen Qingxi and Su Qing bickered as they ate.

Soon, the two of them were full.

Lean back in the chair!

Su Qing looked at the half-eaten plate of baby bok choy left on the table.

"Shen Qingxi, eat it, don't waste it!"

Shen Qingxi shook her head: "I can't eat anymore, you eat it."

Su Qing said, "I can't do it anymore either."

Shen Qingxi asked, "Then what should we do?"

The two then exchanged a glance: "Waiter, to go."

Carrying the remaining half portion of baby bok choy, Shen Qingxi and Su Qing walked out of the hot pot restaurant.

"Want to go see a movie?"

Shen Qingxi asked.

Su Qing said, "Watch a movie? Forget it, I'm afraid you'll try to touch me inappropriately."

Shen Qingxi wrapped his arm around Su Qing's waist.

"Why wait until a movie to start touching someone inappropriately?"

Su Qing pinched Shen Qingxi: "Are you trying to get yourself killed? You look like a scoundrel, I'm really going to call the police and have you arrested!"

Shen Qingxi said, "Be gentle. What should we do then? Should I take you home?"

Su Qing thought for a moment and said, "Take me to a nightclub!"

Shen Qingxi was taken aback: "Nightclubs? You have that hobby?"

Su Qing shook her head: "No, I've never been. I'm just curious, so you can take me to see it!"

Shen Qingxi said, "Alright, then I'll take you to see what the life of a rich kid is all about!"

Su Qing put her arm around Shen Qingxi's arm.

"Then let me see today what a life of luxury is like for Young Master Shen!"

After getting in the car, Shen Qingxi skillfully turned on the navigation.

He turned to Su Qing and asked, "What's the name of the nightclub?"

Su Qing was stunned: "You're asking me? Isn't this your exclusive life?"

Shen Qingxi coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed.

What should he say? Should he say that he's only been there twice?

After all, for Shen Qingxi, who abides by the law, nightclubs are places where things can easily go wrong, and he doesn't go near them much.

With that time, he could have added a few more stars.

He absolutely couldn't talk about something so embarrassing; as a man, he had to be able to do anything.

Shen Qingxi said, "I was just checking if there's any place you'd like to go to. A mere nightclub is nothing to me!"

Shen Qingxi didn't know the name of the nightclub or how to get there.

But don't forget, he has an all-around special assistant.

Shen Qingxi sent a message directly.

The message arrived in less than two seconds!

Shen Qingxi's face regained its confident smile.

Fasten your seatbelt.

"Come on, today I'll show you what the exclusive life of Jiangcheng's young master is really like!"

Su Qing was amused. She watched Shen Qingxi pretend, waiting to see when he would break down.

The whole of Jiangcheng knew about Shen Qingxi's situation.

She naturally knew that Shen Qingxi was a model of integrity and moral character in Jiangcheng.

Su Qing can assure you that this guy has hardly ever been to nightclubs.

But this guy is so obsessed with saving face that he's putting on an act.

She wanted to see how long this guy could keep up the act.

Twenty minutes later.

The car stopped in front of MIX, the largest nightclub in Jiangcheng.

Shen Qingxi led Su Qing directly out of the car.

The security guard, quick to notice, came over, took the car keys from Shen Qingxi, and went to park the car.

Others would not receive this treatment.

But there's no way around it; justice prevails over dishonest labor.

Shen Qingxi looked at the door in front of him, feeling somewhat troubled.

Do I need to buy a ticket for this place?

I can only recall the two limited visits I made.

It seems like he doesn't need to buy tickets; Pang Cheng always leads him straight in.

Just then, a figure walked over.

"Young Master Shen, it's been a long time."

Shen Qingxi turned his head to look.

A man wearing a suit and a glowing badge on his chest walked over.

The sign reads, "Manager!"