Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

Seeing Lu Mingcheng's surprised look, Xu Chen lowered his head slightly without daring to say a word.

Lu Mingcheng put his hands in his pockets, and said silently for a while: "The wife said it herself?"

Xu Chen: "...Yes."

Lu Mingcheng raised his eyes. Although he felt incredible, he didn't ask any more questions.

He said "um" and said, "I'll go to rest in another room."

Xu Chen: "Yes."

Seeing the back of Lu Ming Chengzhe returning to the box, Xu Chen touched the tip of his nose, which was also very incomprehensible.

He had just checked with Jiang Qiuyi twice just like Lu Mingcheng before he was sure that there were no hallucinations in his ears.

He raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling, and couldn't figure out what medicine Lu Mingcheng was selling in the gourd.

Xu Chen shook his head, speeded up his steps to the front desk, and opened another suite for Lu Mingcheng to rest.

If you have your own presidential suite and you can't live in it, Lu Mingcheng will have one.

After listening to Jiang Qiuyi and Assistant Lu Mingcheng's phone call, Jian Xia looked at her like an earthquake.

"you…"

Jiang Qiuyi took off his coat and looked at her sideways: "What am I?"

Jian Xia swallowed her saliva and blinked and said, "You tell Assistant Lu like this, aren't you afraid that he tells Lu?"

"Huh?" Jiang Qiuyi seemed to have heard something interesting, and smiled and said, "All I want is for him to tell Lu Mingcheng the truth."

Jian Xia: "..."

She looked at Jiang Qiuyiyun's breezy expression, rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Damn it."

"..."

Seeing Jiang Qiuyi smiling and not speaking, she pondered to inquire: "Mr. Lu...could she be cheating?"

Otherwise, according to her friend's character, she wouldn't be able to do this kind of thing or say that kind of thing.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi stared at her for a few seconds, then said quietly: "No."

Jian Xia had not let go of the heart that she was holding, and she was not sure about asking: "Really?"

"Ok."

Jiang Qiuyi's eyes curled, and he whispered softly: "If he is cheating now, I won't just spend his money."

Jian Xia thought about it, but that was true.

If a dog man dares to cheat, he must be ruined.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't talk to her much about this matter, and asked in a low voice, "I will rest later, do you want to do SPA or styling first?"

Jian Xia's attention was instantly shifted: "Do SPA first? Is there time for it?"

Jiang Qiuyi found her exclusive beautician on WeChat and said casually: "If it is too late, I will let them come directly to the hotel to do it for us, without moving the place."

Upon hearing this, Jian Xia couldn't help but sigh again.

It's **** good to have money.

After a good lunch break, a private beautician came to serve the two of them.

Jiang Qiuyi lay on the bed and asked them to take care of their whole body.

The sun outside shined through the curtains, the room was dimly lit, and only the scented candles were burning.

Jiang Qiuyi closed his eyes, feeling the massage service of the beautician, and almost fell asleep again.

"Miss Jiang, is this strength okay?"

Jiang Qiuyi said "Yes" and said in a low voice, "The strength of the shoulders can be emphasized a little."

"Ok."

After taking complete body care, Jiang Qiuyi felt that his whole body smelled of money.

Jian Xia even whispered in her ear: "You know, I was really served this way for the first time."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at her.

Jian Xia couldn't help sighing: "Really, I went to the store in person last time and took the card you gave me. They were neither lukewarm to me nor as enthusiastic as they are today."

Jiang Qiuyi laughed and said in a low voice: "If you like it, I will call you more in the future."

Jian Xia: "..."

She looked at Jiang Qiuyi's white face, and whispered: "It's nice to have money."

"..."

For complete body care, Jiang Qiuyi took Jian Xia to the styling shop.

This styling shop is very popular, many wealthy wives and ladies and daughters will come, similarly, they also have door-to-door service.

Jiang Qiuyi and Mrs. Lu have been here twice, and the people inside are fairly familiar with her.

As soon as she appeared, she was taken to the VIP box, where good tea and water desserts were delivered as soon as possible.

The styling director appeared and asked with a smile, "Miss Jiang, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded, pointed and said, "This is my friend, please help her with a look."

"Okay." The director motioned: "Does Miss Jiang's hair need to be repaired?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at his long, black hair in the mirror, and the corners of his lips curled upwards: "Of course."

She sat down on one side and said, "Thank you for helping me perm my hair and dye it in a color that suits me."

The director was taken aback, "What?"

It was not that he was surprised. It was that he had met Jiang Qiuyi twice and styling her twice. In each case, she only trimmed the ends of her hair, never dyeing it or doing exaggerated styling.

Jiang Qiuyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a slight smile: "Didn't you hear me clearly?"

The director regained his senses, and said hurriedly: "Okay, what kind of roll do you like."

Jiang Qiuyi said indifferently, "Yes," "You are a stylist, listen to you."

In the end, the stylist made a wooden horse roll for Jiang Qiuyi, modified her facial contours, making her face smaller and more lazy.

Seeing her appearance at the moment, Jian Xia "wow": "It looks good!"

Jiang Qiuyi was also quite satisfied. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the stylist: "Thank you."

The stylist hurriedly said: "Miss Jiang is born with beauty."

He looked at Jiang Qiuyi's fair and delicate face and said jokingly: "With a skirt, Miss Jiang can go directly to the red carpet."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi gently curled her lower lip.

She can go on the red carpet even if she doesn't wear a skirt.

When I came out of the styling shop, the sky was already dark.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at the stinky person in the mirror next to him, and chuckled, "Do you want to go shopping?"

Jian Xia stared at her, "have you not bought enough yet?"

Jiang Qiuyi said in a suspicious "um": "How much is that?"

She recalled it, and whispered: "Go buy some more bags, and change this outfit by the way."

Jian Xia: "..."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her, "doing hair makes it smelly, can't you change it?"

Jian Xia stunned for three seconds and said without hesitation: "Change."

Jiang Qiuyi took her to a few shops that she didn't visit in the morning.

One of them specializes in making high-end dresses for customers, including daily mini skirts. Most of them are unique and naturally expensive.

What Jiang Qiuyi didn't expect was that he would still meet acquaintances here.

As soon as she and Jian Xia entered, a suspicious female voice came from one side: "Jiang Qiuyi?"

Jiang Qiuyi tilted his head and looked at the voice master.

After seeing the woman standing not far away, she was taken aback and said, "Xiao Xi."

Sun Xi looked at her straightforwardly, her pupils were filled with four words of unbelievable.

When she first saw it, she thought she was dazzled, otherwise how could she see this dressed up Jiang Qiuyi in such a store.

In my impression, Jiang Qiuyi has always been the only one. Although he is beautiful, he is just a black, long straight and small white flower. In Lu's family, he is like a **** little daughter-in-law. It is completely different from the self-confident appearance at this moment.

"It's really you."

Sun Xi was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Listening to her words, Jiang Qiuyi said amused: "Why are you here?"

Sun Xi: "I'm shopping for clothes with my friends."

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at another woman in the store and smiled: "Well, I also buy clothes."

Sun Xi looked at her for a moment, then hesitated: "Who is it for?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her and asked quietly: "What do you think?"

She ignored Sun Xi, looked at the clerk who came up to serve, and asked in a low voice, "Are there any new models recently?"

The clerk nodded: "Of course, Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Qiuyi followed, choosing casually.

"Jian Xia, what do you think of this one?"

Just as Jian Xia was about to speak, Sun Xi appeared out of nowhere, glanced at it and said, "This skirt has six digits."

Jiang Qiuyi made a gentle "Oh", took it out and gestured twice, shook his head and said, "It's not special enough, let's look at something else."

The clerk's eyes lit up and said: "Ms. Jiang, there are new ones here that are more special, and they won't hit the money. They are unique."

Jiang Qiuyi answered, with a calm attitude: "Let's take a look."

Sun Xi: "?"

Looking at Jiang Qiuyi's tone and expression, she made sure that she was not joking, and asked next to her, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Qiuyi glanced down at her, "Is there any problem?"

Sun Xi: "..."

She looked at her blankly, and suddenly could not speak.

To talk about the problem, it is really not that big.

Jiang Qiuyi is Lu Mingcheng's wife, and Lu Mingcheng's worth, no matter how much she spends, there will be no problem.

But... this is Jiang Qiuyi. Sun Xi had an inherent impression of her from the day he knew her.

Xiaomen Xiaohu was born and knows nothing. He doesn't even recognize the names of major brands. If it were not for her and Lu Mingcheng's trouble, it would be impossible for Lu Mingcheng to marry such a person.

It was precisely because of this that the Lu family had never seen her directly, let alone regarded her as the real Mrs. Lu Mingcheng.

With such an embarrassing identity, she is actually wandering around in the high-end stores with six or even seven figures.

Sun Xi stared at her back, suspecting that she was hitting a swollen face to fill her up.

If Lu Mingcheng is really good to her, can she do what she promised before?

The friend saw her distracted, and pushed her arm down: "What are you doing? Do you know that person?"

"Yeah." Sun Xi paused, got up and followed.

Jiang Qiuyi was negotiating with the clerk and asked about the skirt.

Just as he was asking, Sun Xi emerged from the side and took her arm and said, "Jiang Qiuyi, come here."

Jiang Qiuyi frowned, looking at her coldly: "Is there anything I can't say here?"

Sun Xiwei paused and looked at her: "Do you really want me to talk here?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Let's talk about it."

She took a rose-colored dress that she had just looked at and liked it very much.

Sun Xi's eyelids twitched and said in a low voice, "Don't swell your face here to fill your fat man. If you look at it or not, you will lose the Lu family's face by then."

Hearing what she said, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't help but want to laugh: "How do you know I won't buy it?"

Sun Xi was taken aback and looked at her by mistake: "Are you rich?"

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at her lightly, then asked, "What do you think?"

Seeing her like this, Sun Xi vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Before she could understand, she heard Jiang Qiuyi say: "Can I try it?"

The clerk said enthusiastically, "Of course, Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Qiuyi ignored Sun Xi again and followed the clerk to interview in the cloakroom.

Sun Xidai stood there in a daze, always feeling that the development of the matter exceeded her cognition.

She struggled for a while, talked to her friend, and left the store to call Lu Mingcheng.

When Sun Xi called, Lu Mingcheng was planning to leave work.

Seeing the call, he connected.

"Hey."

"Brother." Sun Xi's passionate voice came: "I met Jiang Qiuyi in the store."

Sun Xi is the daughter of Lu Mingcheng's aunt, and the cousin of Lu Mingcheng.

Lu Mingcheng said "Um", "What?"

Sun Xi paused and said in a low voice: "Do you know that she is buying skirts at a high-end dress shop?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Talk about the key points."

Sun Xi took a deep breath and said, "Are you going to attend any important banquet next?"

Lu Mingcheng thought for a while: "No."

Sun Xiyin, blurted out, "Then why did she try hundreds of thousands of skirts in the store?"

Hearing her tone, Lu Mingcheng frowned slightly: "What's the problem with her buying a skirt?"

Sun Xi: "???"

Listen to this, why are you so familiar.

Lu Mingcheng didn't intend to tell her more. He took the clothes on the back of the chair and said indifferently: "Qiu Yi is my wife. She wants to buy a skirt or something else is her freedom. I never interfere."

Sun Xi's lips moved, and suddenly she didn't know what to say.

Lu Mingcheng asked, "Is there anything else?"

Sun Xi: "Nothing..."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Xi glanced at Jiang Qiuyi, who had changed her skirt, and muttered, "Is she rich?"

Even if she had money, she felt that Jiang Qiuyi would not dare to buy it.

…

In the shop, Jiang Qiuyi looked at the rose-colored skirt on her body.

The skirt is a V design, the skirt is not exaggerated, rose tulle with small sequins, sparkling in the dark night.

This skirt can be worn to a party, and it is not too exaggerated to wear daily.

The most important thing is that this hue matches the skin and looks very gentle.

The clerk looked at her expression and asked softly: "What do you think of Miss Jiang?"

"Not bad."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "That's it."

She looked to Jian Xia on one side: "Have you chosen your choice?"

Jian Xia: "I'm also wearing this one."

Jian Xia chose a low-key skirt, which was not expensive, only more than 30,000.

Jiang Qiuyi said "um", just about to take the card, and Sun Xi inserted it from the side again.

She stared at Jiang Qiuyi, pursed her lips and asked, "Do you really want to buy this skirt?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

"Sun Xi, what do you want to do?"

Sun Xi looked at her and said, "Do you know how much this skirt costs?"

Jiang Qiuyi didn't speak yet, the clerk smiled and said, "Ms. Jiang, this skirt is a new style of our chief designer. The price is 320,000 yuan."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Yeah."

She ignored Sun Xi, took out the card from her bag, and said quietly, "Swipe together."

The author has something to say: Sun Xi:? ? ? The world suddenly darkened.

Qiu Yi: Oh?

President Lu: When can my wife finish the purchase and go home? Will there be any gifts for me?

Qiu Yi: What dream do you have?