CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 63: ARE YOU AFRAID THAT AFTER TAKING MY MONEY, YOU’LL FALL IN LOVE WITH ME?

On the phone screen, a line of words was prominently displayed.

[Sorry, your debit card’s daily transfer limit has been exceeded]

Gu Zixuan was utterly disoriented, looking at his amused expression, she was so embarrassed she didn’t know what to say.

She quickly explained, "I really want to pay you back, I just forgot about this restriction. I’m not playing hard-to-get in front of you."

Feng Chengjin chuckled, sipping his milk, "Oh."

Gu Zixuan was frustrated, "Maybe you can wait a bit, and I’ll call the bank service to adjust the limit."

Feng Chengjin glanced at her, turned his head, and took a piece of toast to eat with a sneaky smile, "Yeah, give them a call."

Gu Zixuan picked up the phone, just pressed "955" when she realized, this card was just the one she used for receiving royalties, she hardly ever spent much with it, her savings never exceeded 5 million, and now she wants to transfer out 5 million, how could the customer service possibly adjust the limit for her?

Staring at Feng Chengjin’s slightly moving shoulders, she suddenly understood that he knew all along.

Too disoriented to say anything.

Yet Feng Chengjin laughed lightly and added, "Can’t remember the customer service number for ICBC?"

Gu Zixuan: "..."

After finishing breakfast and leaving the villa.

Feng Chengjin was carrying a suit, hanging it on his arm, walking steadily. She clutched her purse, extremely disoriented following his steps.

"How about I transfer to you the maximum amount every day until it’s all done?"

"You want me to receive a message of a 500,000 transfer every day?" Feng Chengjin’s lip corners had a wicked smile.

"Then how about you come with me to the bank, and I’ll transfer it to you in person?"

"I have a meeting at 9:30, and the bank only opens at 9, I’m afraid I don’t have time." Feng Chengjin’s eyes were crescent-like.

"Then if worst comes to worst, can you give me your bank account number again? I’ll note it down and go to the counter to fill out a transfer form." On the lawn, Gu Zixuan was practically dying of depression.

Who else would be like her, trying to repay money, yet problems keep arising?

Watching him open the car door, seeming ready to leave, she grew even more impatient.

But Feng Chengjin, having reached the car door, looked at the woman who followed him to the driver’s side, and smiled helplessly, "Get in the car."

Gu Zixuan was stunned for a moment, reading the indication in his eyes, realizing he meant for her to get into the passenger seat, shook her head, "I drove my car here."

"I don’t want to drive your car away though." Feng Chengjin glared at her, opening the door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Gu Zixuan: "..."

...

On the way to the city center, Gu Zixuan sat in the passenger seat, glancing at the driver behind them driving her car, following closely. Her heart trembled, she said, "Feng Chengjin, how about letting your secretary or driver accompany me to the bank later?"

Feng Chengjin should have authorized someone to handle some bank transactions.

Feng Chengjin didn’t answer, his charming lips merely curled up, the steering wheel rotated following the direction of the road.

He had an exceedingly elegant aura, a white shirt worn by him exuded an indescribable clean and refreshing look, leaving one’s heart racing.

"Honestly, I don’t really think 5 million is a lot that requires you to chase me like this."

As the dilemma returned to its original point, Gu Zixuan lightly bit her orchid lips, "But it’s inappropriate."

"Afraid your husband might notice, and it would be hard to explain?"

Gu Zixuan shook her head, "It’s not to that extent, this card is personal, he won’t know."

"Oh, then you’re afraid that by taking my money, you’d end up falling for me."

His certainty startled Gu Zixuan, almost causing her to spit out blood.