After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

Zhou Lan clutched her chest, looking utterly devastated, and said through gritted teeth, "That bastard Wei Jing hasn't even enabled the Intimate Payment feature for me yet. Let alone Intimate Payment, he hasn't even transferred any money to me. All he does all day is cling to me in bed."

Shen Ruochao gestured towards the shop with her chin and winked, "The opportunity has come."

Zhou Lan and she exchanged a glance, understood each other perfectly, and walked into the store hand in hand.

The sales assistant was a young woman who didn't have any of those condescending or snobbish tactics. She greeted me with a smile and spoke very politely, even thoughtfully handing me two bottles of mineral water.

Shen Ruo's liking for the store increased even more, and she immediately asked someone to take down the caramel-colored tote bag from the window to try it on.

The moment she put the bag on, she looked at herself in the mirror. Under the light, the shape and leather of the bag surprisingly matched her simple outfit.

Shen Ruo was increasingly satisfied with the photo. She took out her phone, snapped a picture in the mirror, and sent it to Qi Wenshen.

Is it good-looking?

Less than half a minute after the message was sent, Qi Wenshen replied.

【nice.】

Shen Ruo typed another line, hesitated for a moment, and then sent it: 【A little pricey.】

Qi Wenshen's reply consisted of only four words.

[Buy it, we're not short of money.]

Shen Ruo's lips couldn't help but curl upwards.

She said to the sales assistant, "I'll take this one. Do you have any other styles to recommend?"

Zhou Lan next to her was also trying on a small white chain bag, looking at herself in the mirror from left to right, and then took a picture and sent it to Wei Jing.

I want to buy it.

Wei Jing replied even faster than Qi Wenshen, sending a transfer notification immediately.

When Zhou Lan opened the document, she froze on the spot, counting the zeros on her fingers several times, before suddenly turning around and grabbing Shen Ruo's arm.

"Darling, look."

Zhou Lan held up her phone to show her, "Wei Jing forwarded it to me, he forwarded it."

Shen Ruo glanced at it, then raised her chin at her, "I told you, this trick worked."

Zhou Lan was so excited she almost jumped up on the spot. She immediately bought the white chain bag and picked out two more.

Shen Ruo tried on three more styles, and sent photos of each one to Qi Wenshen, receiving the same response each time.

【purchase.】

Finally, the sales assistant banged on the calculator, applied discounts, and rounded down the amount. The total amount for the two orders was astonishing, but Shen Ruo didn't even blink when she swiped her card.

Because it's someone else's money being spent.

An hour later, two women emerged from the store, each carrying three shopping bags.

The sales assistant escorted us to the door, beaming from ear to ear, and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Welcome to visit us again next time."

After seeing off these two "gods of wealth," she immediately posted a message on her WeChat Moments.

"I encountered an amazing customer at work today. She was beautiful, kind-hearted, and ruthless. She swiped her card without batting an eye. The boss's rule against judging people by their appearance is definitely true."

Zhou Lan glanced at the time; it was almost midnight. Just then, her stomach growled.

"Let's go eat hot pot, it's on me."

She grabbed Shen Ruo's arm and led her into a hot pot restaurant in the alley behind the mall, where they chose a secluded corner to sit down.

Zhou Lan picked up a piece of tripe with her chopsticks, dipped it in the pot a few times, then put it in her mouth with a dipping sauce and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Looking at Shen Ruo's face, flushed red from the chili peppers, I realized that my friend was truly stunning.

"Shen Ruo, that condom I bought last time... have you finished using it?"

Shen Ruo was drinking plum juice when she was choked by those words and almost spat it out.

She put down her cup, glared at Zhou Lan, and then nervously glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention before muttering under her breath, "Are you trying to get yourself killed by asking such a question in public?"

Zhou Lan lowered her voice as well, "There aren't many people here, just the two of us at this table. Are you all done eating? If you are, should we go buy some more later?"

Shen Ruo blushed at her question, lowered her head, picked up a piece of shrimp paste, stuffed it into her mouth, and mumbled, "I...I didn't finish it."

Zhou Lan put down her chopsticks, her expression suddenly turning serious. "Honey, you didn't use protection, did you? What if you get someone pregnant?"

Shen Ruo swallowed the shrimp paste, her face turning even redder. She muttered softly, "Didn't you say you'd leave the father and keep the son?"

Zhou Lan choked for a moment, opened her mouth to refute, but then realized that she had indeed said those words, and was speechless for a moment.

Shen Ruo's voice softened further, her face flushed as she lowered her head, poking at the condiment dish in her bowl with her chopsticks. "Qi Wenshen said... it's uncomfortable to wear... so... it's useless."

Zhou Lan paused for half a second, then said "Oh," her expression subtly changing before she nodded in agreement, "That's true... there's a big difference between wearing it and not wearing it..."

She sighed again, her expression changing from agreement to envy. "I don't want to, but Wei Jing insists. He's always so strict, I can't even find a chance to get pregnant with his child."

Shen Ruo looked up at her, then suddenly leaned in and whispered something in Zhou Lan's ear.

Zhou Lan's eyes lit up immediately. "Really?"

Shen Ruo nodded firmly. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Zhou Lan's eyes lit up, as if she had found a treasure.

Then she asked, "Does Wen Zhiyue... really like your man?"

Shen Ruo gave a muffled "hmm".

Zhou Lan picked up a piece of beef and put it into her bowl.

"Wen Zhiyue is just a one-sided guy. Who else does your Director Qi care about besides you? But there's an old saying that goes, 'No cat can resist stealing fish.' If Qi Wenshen dares to get involved with her, we'll dump him immediately. You can move into my house and live with me. Oh, I forgot to tell you some good news. My parents said that now that I'm working, I should have my own independent space, so they gave me an apartment."

Shen Ruo drooled with envy, "Wow, your parents are so open-minded!"

"Right? So, if that ever happens, my little place is always open to you."

Shen Ruo raised her glass of plum juice and clinked it with hers. "I hope that day never comes."

She put down the cup.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot to post it on WeChat Moments."

"I'll send it too."

Shen Ruo placed the three bags on the sofa, took a nine-grid photo, and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

The caption was a simple sentence: Another day of being pampered by my boyfriend.

Within three minutes of posting, the screen was flooded with likes and comments.

Among the female colleagues in the nurses' group, some sharp-eyed people recognized the brand's logo, and immediately messages flooded the group.

"The cheapest bag from this brand must cost at least 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, right? Who is Shen Ruo's boyfriend?"

"Not just one, look at her photos, there are three of them."

"What an amazing boyfriend! I'm so jealous. My boyfriend has to remind me three times to use a lipstick he buys me."

"Shen Ruo is naturally beautiful, so it's normal for her boyfriend to spoil her."

"The point isn't whether they spoil me or not, it's that they're willing to spend the money. My own husband acts like it's his life if I ask him to buy me a bag."

Shen Ruo popped up in the group chat, sent a shy emoji, and then quickly logged off.

Unbeknownst to her, this post on WeChat Moments was being repeatedly magnified, magnified, and magnified again on someone else's phone screen.