Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1291 - 1292: Five Thousand per Session, Ten Thousand for the Night (Part 1)

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1292: Five Thousand per Session, Ten Thousand for the Night (Part 1)

What’s this little girl buying?

Could Xiang Yiqing be seeing things? He rubbed his sleepy eyes and carefully scanned the purchase notifications again.

No mistake, the last digits were from the credit card he gave Xin Xiaoxiao, the one with the highest limit among all his cards.

But... more than a hundred thousand altogether, what did she buy?

Thinking of this, he quickly called Xin Xiaoxiao.

"What do you want?"

Xin Xiaoxiao answered the phone with a lazy tone, tinged with a hint of impatience.

She seemed quite unwilling to answer his call.

Xiang Yiqing frowned, asking: "What are you buying?"

"Bags, shoes, food." Xin Xiaoxiao answered one by one, "Lingerie~"

Xiang Yiqing: "..."

Really felt like choking her.

Xin Xiaoxiao immediately asked back: "Feeling sorry for the money, huh?"

The more you mind, the more I’ll spend.

Anyway, if she didn’t spend it, he’d spend it on other women in the future. The more she spends now, the less other women will get to spend later.

Although she knew her thoughts and mentality were shameless, considering they weren’t in any intimate relationship, she’d rather be shameless and thick-skinned.

Xiang Yiqing shook his head, "No problem, keep buying."

At worst, max out the card; it’s not that much money.

His nonchalant attitude made Xin Xiaoxiao feel defeated and unwilling.

She said, "I’m telling you, I have no money to pay you back; no money, just a body, five thousand for one time, ten thousand for an overnight, no discount."

Xiang Yiqing pressed his forehead, feeling a faint tremor. After a moment, he suppressed his erupting emotions, responding in a calm tone to Xin Xiaoxiao, "Get lost!"

Then immediately hung up.

Otherwise, he didn’t know what she might say to challenge his limits further.

Even the same ’beep beep’ busy tone made Xin Xiaoxiao feel Xiang Yiqing’s suppressed temper, her mood instantly improved.

She turned around, pointed at a row of the latest men’s shirts above her, and told the shop assistant, "All of these, size forty, give me one of each."

Then she pointed at the pants below, picking seven or eight pairs.

Ji Anning and Jin Yuanyuan were astonished at her grand gesture.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you buying so many men’s clothes?"

Xin Xiaoxiao replied without hesitation, "Donating to refugees in disaster zones."

Ji Anning: "..."

She certainly didn’t believe Xin Xiaoxiao was buying so many men’s clothes for charity.

This little girl’s behavior today is a bit peculiar.

Who was the call from just now?

Five thousand each time, ten thousand overnight, no discount... did she misunderstand?

"Miss, the goods you’ve requested are all packed."

"Altogether thirty-six thousand."

The shop assistant packed Xin Xiaoxiao’s clothes one by one, reporting the total amount.

Xin Xiaoxiao said nothing more, took out the card from her pocket, and handed it to the shop assistant, "No password."

Her seemingly indifferent attitude carried more of noble smugness.

Leaving the menswear store, Ji Anning kept observing Xin Xiaoxiao all along the way, "Xiaoxiao, is everything alright?"

Xin Xiaoxiao turned her head, blinking and asked her back, "Do I look like there’s something wrong?"

Ji Anning and Jin Yuanyuan nodded in unison, "Yes."

Not just looking like there’s something wrong, definitely something’s wrong.

Xin Xiaoxiao didn’t care, "Really nothing’s wrong, everything bought today doesn’t even match the cost of an Hermes bag I bought once."

Really, throughout these years, the only thing Old Xin ever gave her was spending money as she pleased.