CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 291: FIXED TOMORROW

Lu Jie took a long time to gather herself, unable to resist giving Jiang Ruan a thumbs-up: "Impressive."

"Truly impressive."

A ten thousand dollar bag was spun into six million.

"What if she finds out the price later and comes back to make a fuss?"

Jiang Ruan smiled confidently, "She won’t. Even if she finds out, she’ll just have to swallow the bitter pill. Li Xin cares too much about her face. I said it right in front of her, she wouldn’t dare make a scene, or it’d be even more embarrassing."

"I bet she won’t shop at this store again."

Jiang Ruan couldn’t stop laughing, clearing her throat, "Who’s to blame for provoking me first? Wasn’t she being all high and mighty? Fine, I’ll give her the bag, alright?"

Lu Jie also couldn’t stop laughing, "You’re quite the schemer too."

"But she deserved it."

"Uh-huh, made five million just from shopping, feeling great today, let’s go, I’ll buy you anything you like."

Jiang Ruan said generously.

Lu Jie: "Sure thing."

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Li Xin returned home, carrying a bunch of luxury items, feeling a bit nervous and uneasy.

Rong Cheng doesn’t allow her to spend so much all at once.

If he knew she spent six or seven million today,

who knows how he would react.

After all, she had his child in her belly.

Li Xin took a deep breath, convincing herself he wouldn’t do anything to her.

Besides, at this hour, Rong Cheng was usually at work.

Remembering this, Li Xin was less tense.

But as soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw the new housekeeper looking at her with a heavy, oppressive gaze, which puzzled Li Xin, prompting her to ask: "What’s wrong, Nanny Zhang?"

Nanny Zhang said nothing, only gesturing toward the sofa with her eyes.

Li Xin turned her head, seeing Rong Cheng sitting there, his back to her.

The grip on her shopping bags tightened involuntarily.

After a moment, she put on a smile, stepped forward, placed the bags by the sofa, and approached the man.

"Brother Rong, why are you home so early today?" Li Xin said sweetly, pretending not to see Rong Cheng’s dark face.

"Oh, Brother Rong, why are you smoking?"

"Didn’t you say you’d quit smoking because I’m pregnant, never to smoke at home again?"

The air was thick with smoke, and Rong Cheng held a cigarette between his fingers. Hearing her, he looked at her coldly.

He said, "Come here."

Li Xin’s courage faltered, but she knew she couldn’t escape, so she approached him.

"Brother Rong, I..." Li Xin began to make an excuse, but before she could finish, Rong Cheng grasped her arm and pulled her over.

She fell into his arms, her legs scrambling to kneel on the floor.

Li Xin instinctively protected her belly, her eyes filled with fright, looking up tearfully at the man.

Rong Cheng grabbed her neck directly.

The force was strong, as if intending to strangle her.

He discarded the cigarette into the ashtray with his other hand.

"Bitch, do you want to kill me, huh?" Rong Cheng angrily cursed, "Didn’t I tell you that people are watching me right now, and you dare to swipe my card for so much money, over six hundred million, what did you do? Are you afraid I’m not in trouble?"

"You bitch, what else do you do but spend money every day? Have you seen any woman spend as much as you?"

"Good-for-nothing troublemaker!"

While cursing, his grip on Li Xin’s neck tightened.

Li Xin clawed at his hand, trying to loosen his grip, but she was not as strong as a man.

Her cheeks turned red, struggling to speak.

Feeling suffocated.

She was about to be strangled by Rong Cheng.

Tears streamed down her face.

Aggrieved and pitiful.

At this moment, she could only rely on emotions.

Li Xin expected Rong Cheng to be angry, but not this furious, completely ignoring the child in her belly.

"Brother Rong... cough, I’m going to die." Li Xin gasped, her eyes involuntarily rolling back.

She was about to be strangled by this man.

Rong Cheng stared fiercely at her face, ultimately softening a little, he let her go.

Freed, Li Xin collapsed onto the carpet, hands clutching her neck, coughing uncontrollably.

Rong Cheng glanced at the pile of luxury shopping bags on the sofa with disgust, "Return everything you bought."

"From now on, I’ll take back all my cards, and I’ll give you an allowance, but you can’t touch any other money."

Hearing this, Li Xin abruptly raised her head: "No, Brother Rong."

"So I can’t buy anything anymore?"

Rong Cheng scolded her: "What else do you want to buy?"

"Look at how much money you’ve spent lately? In less than half a month, you’ve burned through over ten million of mine."

"Keep spending like this, even if I’m not in trouble, I will be. When I get locked up, you and the kid will be left with nothing."

Hearing the word "locked up," Li Xin’s pupils shrank, recalling Huang Hongcheng.

Lacking confidence, she could only yield for now.

"Alright then."

She crawled over to him from the carpet, hugging his leg: "Brother Rong, don’t be mad, I know I was wrong."

"I’ll stop spending so much in the future."

"Today was purely an accident."

Rong Cheng sneered: "There won’t be a future."

"Li Xin, I’m not some rich second generation, nor do I have a privileged background, no billions for you to spend. Look at any director in Beijing, aren’t they all honest and frugal? Though I’ve taken bribes over the years, who doesn’t praise me for being thrifty? I can spend money on you, but it needs to be within limits."

"Return them or I’ll have someone do it."

Li Xin shook her head: "No, I can’t return them."

"If you return them, I won’t be able to show my face in Beijing anymore."

"Brother Rong, I need to maintain face too."

"Face?" Rong Cheng scoffed, "If you want dignity, earn it yourself. Spend your own money however you like, but don’t use mine to fake appearances, pretending to be affluent on the outside."