thefictionvixens Chapter 55 Little Rich Woman Jiang Huiyuan
Chapter 55 Little Rich Woman Jiang Huiyuan
Knowing that Lee Won would be staying in South Korea for quite some time and had even moved into a new house, Ahn Yoo-jin and the other three took Lee Won on a near-frenzied shopping spree at the mall.
They were practically emptying the entire building, stuffing everything into their shopping carts, from toilet paper and trash cans to chopsticks and electric ovens.
Li Yuan pushed the cart behind, looking at the things that had inexplicably appeared in the cart, not knowing that his home was missing so many things.
All he knew was that after arriving at the mall, four people took turns asking him, "Do you have this at home?" and "Oppa, do you need that?"
Chopsticks? Yes, we have two pairs, which might not be enough if guests come. Trash can? We have one, but it's in the kitchen, not in the living room. Electric oven? No, but it seems like we could buy one to bake things later.
Every time Li Yuan shook his head, the item was shoved into the shopping cart with a "clatter".
After browsing for half a day, they seemed to have become addicted to shopping. Later, they even bought whatever they saw: a uniquely shaped table lamp, a set of brightly colored bowls and plates, and a row of kitchen gadgets hanging on a stainless steel rack.
The shopping cart was filled to the point that we had to switch to a larger one, but even the larger one couldn't hold everything, so the cashier brought over a second one.
"Hey, don't buy me so much stuff!" Li Yuan followed behind, his voice full of helplessness. "I'm just here to have fun with you guys. Besides... I'm a little short on cash lately."
He needs to buy a car tomorrow, and his total budget is limited. After deducting the cost of the car, the remaining money is only enough for food.
You can't really buy a Wuling van, can you?
However, upon further reflection, he realized that a Wuling van would indeed be quite practical for a group of four or five people like today. It's spacious, durable, and you wouldn't feel bad if it got damaged.
"Is Oppa short of money lately?" Ahn Yu-jin paused, holding a can of Pringles.
It seems like my allowance isn't much left...
"How about we don't buy the snacks for now?" she said, putting the can of Pringles back on the shelf.
"Why didn't you just return these items?" Li Yuan pointed to the shopping cart, which was almost full. Several large items had already been registered with their addresses and were ready for home delivery.
"Oppa's out of money? Why didn't you say so earlier!" Kang Hye-won said, pulling a bank card from her pocket, holding it between her index and middle fingers, and handing it to Lee Won. "Here, there should be enough money in here. The password is my birthday."
"That's not what I meant..." Li Yuan waved his hand, pushing the card back. "Besides, how could I let you pay?"
Wouldn't that make him a gigolo?
"Consider it a move, it's on me," Jiang Huiyuan said casually, waving her hand. "It's not much money anyway."
"It's not much money..." Li Yuan glanced at her helplessly, then his gaze fell back on the card.
That's worth four or five million Korean won, which is almost 20,000 yuan.
Jiang Huiyuan's simple statement, "It's not much money," made it sound like it was only three or five dollars.
However, considering her family background, this amount of money probably isn't much to her.
"Alright, hurry up and continue, we still need to go get lunch later." Jiang Huiyuan impatiently shoved the card into Li Yuan's hand. "I'm still waiting for your cake shop! How can I urge you to open if you don't accept it?"
"Alright, I'll accept it then." Since Jiang Huiyuan had said so, Li Yuan didn't stand on ceremony anymore.
"But what's this curling iron?" Li Yuan picked up a box from the shopping cart; it had a picture of a blonde mannequin on it. "I never use these things. My hair is so short, why would I curl it?"
"This is mine!" Ahn Yu-jin raised her hand. "If I need to stay at Oppa's house for a couple of days, I'll have something to use."
"So—all these combs are yours too?" Li Yuan pointed to the bag of various combs, which numbered at least seven or eight.
"No, that's mine." Jiang Huiyuan smiled sheepishly, scratching her cheek with her fingers.
"Don't you have one in your dorm?"
There are so many people in the IZONE dorm, all of them girls, it's impossible that they don't even have combs.
This is the most basic thing, even more basic than lipstick.
"But you don't have any at home," Jiang Huiyuan said, looking at him with a straight face.
"You're going too?" Li Yuan's eyes widened, and his voice rose slightly.
Eldest sister, there are already enough people in our house: Huang Lizhi lives in the second bedroom, Song Yuqi comes over for meals from time to time, Zhao Meiyan said she wanted to stay, Tian Xiaojuan said she wanted to come and visit, and now you want to come too?
The person who said this is almost a member of "3i". Why don't you all stop living in the dormitory and come to my house instead?
"What if?" Jiang Huiyuan said, though her argument was unconvincing.
"I remember your family also has a house in the Gangnam District, right?" Li Yuan glanced at her sideways.
"Ahn Yoo-jin can go, so why can't I!" Kang Hye-won snorted, hands on her hips, with an expression that said, "This is discrimination."
"Yoojin-nee." Even at this moment, Ahn Yoojin didn't forget to remind everyone about the proper way to address her, tapping Kang Hye-won's shoulder with her finger.
"And... this seems to be the money I paid, right?" Jiang Huiyuan finally grasped the key point, her gaze falling on the corner of the bank card peeking out of Li Yuan's pocket.
"You..." Li Yuan was speechless for a moment, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.
The big spender has spoken; I can't disagree.
"You're in charge." He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Then I..." Choi Ye-na was about to speak when Lee Won stopped her with a look.
"You want to get involved too!?"
"I want to eat Pringles." Choi Ye-na shrank back dejectedly, pointing at the can of potato chips in Ahn Yu-jin's hand.
"Pay first, then eat." Li Yuan rolled her eyes at her and pushed the shopping cart toward the checkout counter.
It was more than three hours later when they came out of the mall.
The afternoon sun was even stronger than in the morning, blazing down on the ground and making people too hot to speak.
Because he had too many items, Li Yuan directly hired a home delivery service.
The five of them arrived at a Western restaurant feeling relaxed.
In their words, they came here to "eat for the pretty faces".
While waiting for their food, the four of them each held up their phones and took pictures of the plates on the table from different angles, the sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly. When the food arrived, they took pictures first, then ate.
The time spent waiting for food and taking photos is even longer than the time spent eating.
In any case, Li Yuan didn't get very full in the end—the plate was quite big, but there was only a small amount of food inside, which he finished in a few bites.
In the end, they went to a small roadside restaurant and had another meal.
Stepping out of the Western restaurant, Li Yuan stood by the roadside, his stomach empty and the wind chilly.
He looked around and saw a small restaurant across the street.
"Let's go, let's eat some more." He walked towards the small restaurant.
The other four looked at each other, and finally decided to follow.
They weren't actually full either.