"Hey, bestie, can you check how much this Patek Philippe watch costs?"
"What? 3,200,000?"
"So, is there any chance it could be rented?"
"Impossible, right? It's a limited edition?"
"The guy in the photo, at this hotel, it's not Photoshopped, is it?"
"No sign of photo editing?"
Reading this, Li Xixi's heart began to race.
It turned out that among her little flatterers, there was actually such a tycoon? And he had been persistently pursuing her all along? Wasn't this guy always so stingy? He only ever treated her to meals costing around a thousand yuan. The most expensive gifts he'd given were only a few thousand. Of course, she had only let him hold her hand occasionally, keeping him hooked. He was from a petit bourgeoisie family—tasteless, yet a pity to discard. But now she knew he was actually this amazing? At this moment, the greasy uncle beside her suddenly lost all his appeal.
