Chapter 188: Thinking What Others Dare Not Think - Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again - NovelsTime

Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again

Chapter 188: Thinking What Others Dare Not Think

Author: Breeze Never Too Late
updatedAt: 2025-11-05

CHAPTER 188: CHAPTER 188: THINKING WHAT OTHERS DARE NOT THINK

Hearing Rong Qingqing say she wanted to invite him to dinner, the corners of Shen Jue’s lips curved slightly.

Under his patient guidance, Rong Qingqing had already spent over two million just on ordinary jewelry. With her spending ability, how could a mere teacher afford that?

Shen Jue sat in his wheelchair without immediately responding; his gaze quietly fixed on Rong Qingqing.

He couldn’t help but notice that her tactics had increased.

So, was her ultimate goal of coming out shopping this morning just to have dinner with him alone?

"It’s settled then. I’ll call Nanny Zhao, and you think about where we should eat." Rong Qingqing took Shen Jue’s silence as agreement, pushing him toward the mall exit while dialing Nanny Zhao on her phone.

At Shen Manor, Nanny Zhao heard that neither Rong Qingqing nor Shen Jue would be coming back for lunch. She happily told them to eat well and drink well, then cheerfully hung up the phone and turned to tell the lady of the manor about the good news.

Rong Qingqing had entered through Gate 1 of the mall, and after shopping for most of the day, she exited through Gate 6.

Coincidentally, near the entrance of Gate 6 was a sales office for an upscale real estate development.

Rong Qingqing pushed Shen Jue, and just as they were about to leave through the door, her eyes caught sight of an advertisement, and she pulled back her foot.

"A city’s elite card, the hallmark of a successful person—Yulong Bay Villa."

Rong Qingqing made a sound of curiosity and confidently pushed Shen Jue straight inside.

There were no other customers in the sales office. It could be because it was mealtime, and everyone else was busy eating, or perhaps people weren’t very interested in this development.

Shen Jue realized they had entered the office when it was already too late.

"Are you planning to buy a house?" Shen Jue asked, "Are you thinking of purchasing a house as an investment?"

Rong Qingqing already had a sizable duplex apartment downtown and currently lived in Shen Manor. Other than an investment, Shen Jue couldn’t think of any reason for Rong Qingqing to buy another house.

"Shen Jue, have I ever told you that I’m a particularly vengeful person?" Rong Qingqing touched her chin, glancing at the wall ads, which were all promotions for the development.

In fact, Rong Qingqing wouldn’t need to say it; Shen Jue had already sensed it.

After Shen Xingwei impulsively caused her a concussion, she was planning on returning the favor with a blow to Shen Xingwei’s head, while vomiting and suffering from headaches.

Even after being sent to the hospital and returning to Shen Manor, she was fixated on that unexecuted blow.

"The branch family made me uncomfortable, so I must return the favor!" Rong Qingqing touched her chin. Otherwise, she would feel unworthy of the nickname her Jixing colleagues gave her—"A Black-hearted Lotus."

Rong Qingqing leisurely took out the card from her bag that Old Master Shen had given her and asked Shen Jue, "Old Master Shen said it’s limitless. Do you think it’ll swipe for a house?"

"..."

One could say Shen Jue’s heart was filled with astonishment.

At this moment, Shen Jue wanted very much to open up Rong Qingqing’s mind to see how this woman’s brain worked.

Think what others dare not to think.

Do what others would not do.

In fact, many sharp-eyed people exist in the world, especially real estate advisors in high-end developments.

Almost as soon as Rong Qingqing took out that unlimited card, a group of real estate consultants rushed over eagerly.

The first young girl to approach Rong Qingqing quickly asked, "What kind of house are you looking for? If you’re not in a hurry, I can introduce our development to you first?"

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