Chapter 107: 100, could it be that he wants me to bear him a son (asking for monthly votes)?

No, you call ten million pocket money???

Wang Bingru looked at the man sitting in the driver's seat with a face full of shock.

She felt that the "middle-aged idol drama" she was following was just too ridiculous!

Forget middle-aged idol dramas, no idol drama would dare to portray something like this!

Giving away ten million as pocket money!!

Even if it was ten million game coins, that'd still take a lot of money to top up!

Wang Bingru suddenly felt that pursuing her master's degree might not be all that meaningful. Even if she graduated and found a decent job, earning an annual salary of two hundred thousand, it would take her fifty years of saving without spending a cent to earn ten million!

But could she work for fifty years?

Obviously not!!

Isn't it said that divorced women with children have no market?

What is this situation!

My sister barely got divorced when she was taken care of by such a wealthy guy!!

If this were posted online, wouldn't the fantasy girls throw a big party overnight!!

Look! Divorced women with children are in such demand!

One day, a domineering CEO will drive up in a U8 and casually give me ten million pocket money to spend!!

There was a popular show called Double Happiness, in which Sect Leader Huang played a domineering CEO who, after more than a decade of being single, finally waited for his true love with a child to get divorced...

At that time, Wang Bingru cursed the screenwriter as brain-damaged, writing that kind of misleading plot for women.

Now it seems the screenwriter was too conservative.

Reality is far more exciting than TV dramas!

"Yang, isn't this too much..."

Wang Xueru came back to her senses and said with a conflicted face.

Her family was well-off and she didn't usually place too much emphasis on money, but that was within the amounts she could comprehend.

Now they were talking about ten million transferred to her account.

Plus, the coffee shop he bought for her previously, that's a total of eighteen million!

All this money could marry several young girls!!

Could it be he wants me to have a son for him??

Although the laws of the country are clear, children born outside of marriage have the same rights, including inheritance, as those born within marriage.

But, Yang has been playing by his own rules these past few days, it's impossible to get pregnant!

Wang Xueru was dazed by the ten million and couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild.

"It's only ten million."

Yang Hao casually replied, while thinking to himself: Xueru, you are a sensible woman. Remember to settle the bill when we go shopping later!

The money specifically for spending could only be spent on Wang Xueru, but now that Yang Hao had transferred it to her, she was in charge. So if she took the initiative to spend money on Yang Hao, it wouldn't be against the rules.

Of course, Yang Hao, being a tycoon, wasn't exactly looking to fleece Wang Xueru, but it was a "difficult time" after all, he hadn't taken off yet financially, so saving where possible.

And now, Yang Hao's "it's only" had Bingru all turned around.

No, if you say ten million, it's ten million, adding "it's only" is just too impolite!

This ten million was made to feel like it was just one buck.

"Yang, let's spend this money then!"

"I can't possibly spend that much myself..."

Wang Xueru indeed was sensible, proactively suggesting.

"It's all the same which money we spend, didn't you say what's yours is mine?"

Yang Hao put on an act of waving his hand, then added, "Money, you see, is meant to be spent. If you run out, just tell me, and I'll transfer another ten million to you!"

"Uh, no need."

"This is enough..."

Wang Xueru quickly shook her head.

Meanwhile, Wang Bingru was completely stunned by Yang Hao's "spend it and I'll give you another ten million"!

It turns out that the common man and the wealthy have different units of currency.

For us regular folks, our unit of currency is "yuan," "bucks."

But for them, the wealthy, it's "ten thousand," "ten million"!

Wang Bingru began to understand what it meant to "live in the same world, yet exist in a different space-time."

The world is still this world.

But what you and the wealthy see are definitely not the same world!

Yang Hao's destination this time was Henglong Plaza.

Starlight City's luxury brands were not comprehensive, lacking giants like Hermès, whereas Henglong was different, nearly every luxury brand was represented there.

After parking the car in the underground garage, the three of them took the elevator to the first floor.

"Yang, are you planning to buy formal attire?"

Wang Xueru, arm in arm with Yang Hao, asked.

Since both of them were single, there was no need for discretion.

"Yes."

"Clothes that can also be worn on formal occasions," Yang Hao nodded.

"Then let's go to Hermès!"

In fact, Wang Xueru had not really shopped much at Hermès before, because it was too expensive, not something her social class could afford.

But today was different, with ten million lying in her account, she was full of confidence.

However, Wang Xueru was not thinking of buying anything for herself, but wanted to pick out a few outfits for Yang Hao.

Wang Bingru followed behind them, and this was her first time setting foot in a Hermès boutique.

Her parents were ordinary salaried workers, and luxury goods were something they didn't even dare dream about.

But once inside the store and looking at the price tags on the shelves, she felt they were kind of cheap.

Well, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions...

But Yang casually transferred ten million pocket money to my sister.

If only I also had ten million.

In her heart, Wang Bingru silently thought, then all her wishes could come true!

With that thought in mind, she subconsciously glanced at Yang, who was walking in front of her, and a crazy idea suddenly sprouted in her mind!

No, no!!

He is my sister's man!!

Wang Bingru quickly shook her head to dispel the terrifying thought that had arisen in her mind.

An hour later.

The three of them left the Hermès store, having spent a total of over 1.5 million.

Wang Xueru picked out three sets of clothes from head to toe for Yang Hao and also bought two suits for her sister to wear to work.

She herself hadn't planned on buying anything, but Yang Hao had chosen two outfits for her, saying she could wear them next time she fixed the range hood.

As they were about to leave, she took another look at the season's new bags, and then Yang Hao also bought it for her, and just this bag alone cost over 400,000!

Of course, all these were paid for by Wang Xueru!

Even so, she still felt that the money spent was too little, considering Yang Hao had given her 10 million yuan and she had only spent a few hundred thousand on him.

"Yang, how about we buy a watch?"

Wang Xueru pointed at the nearby Rolex store.

"Hmm, let's take a look."

Yang Hao actually didn't have the habit of wearing a watch, but it seemed like all those big shots wore one.

As the saying goes: the poor play with cars, the rich play with watches!

If you don't have money, you just tinker around!

Seeing a customer approaching and with a number of Hermès shopping bags in hand, the salesperson was naturally very enthusiastic.

After trying on a few models, Yang Hao ultimately chose the platinum version of the "Daytona Cosmograph".

The list price was 638,100!

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Although Yang Hao didn't know much about watches, this one seemed quite to his liking.

And a price of over 600,000 was considered "affordable", considering the watches that celebrities wore were all worth several million, which was too high-profile.

How low-key a person was Yang Hao.

He wasn't about that life!

When the three of them left the Rolex store, it was almost four o'clock.

Both Yang Hao and Wang Xueru had to pick up their children from school.

Thus, their trip to Henglong Plaza came to an end.

The total spending was over 2 million.

After dropping Xueru back at the coffee shop, Yang Hao drove off to pick up Xixi from kindergarten.

"Sis, how did you get to know this Yang?"

Once Yang Hao had left, Wang Bingru couldn't suppress her curiosity any longer.

In her view, a "god of wealth" like Yang Hao was simply not on the same level as her sister, yet the two had come together and had such a good relationship.

"It was a chance encounter."

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"How did it happen?"

"Tell me in detail!" Wang Bingru put on a gossip-eager face.

"I'll tell you another time, I need to pick up Nuonuo from school..."

Wang Xueru really had no way to explain to her sister how she and Yang Hao came together, so she simply slipped away.

Belle Kindergarten.

As soon as Yang Hao got out of his car, Fat Peng came rushing out, his chubby face full of smiles: "Yang, we meet again."

Yang Hao glanced at Fat Peng and couldn't help but silently criticize in his heart, you're obviously waiting for me!

"How come you've been picking up the kid lately?"

Yang Hao remembered that it was previously Peng Hao's wife who picked up their child, but ever since he had tipped the man 700,000, the task seemed to have fallen on him.

"The book tanked, so I've got no motivation to write!"

Fat Peng chuckled, but in reality, it was his wife who had assigned him the task of repairing the relationship with the "god of wealth", Yang Hao.

So, he had no choice but to wait for Yang Hao here under the pretext of picking up the child.

"That's good, who asked you to stop writing sexy stuff!"

Yang Hao casually criticized, and Fat Peng's book that had always involved racy content, "After the Divorce, My Little Aunt Fell for Me," had performed very well.

"What Yang said is true; I only have myself to blame for being so pretentiously virtuous!" Fat Peng nodded repeatedly, then with a lecherous expression, he said, "Yang, I have the Wechat of our web-lit circle's number one beauty. Do you want to add her?"

"She always posed as a male author in our group, calling everyone 'brother', but one time when I was reading in the library, I saw a beautiful girl typing away in the reading area. I sneaked a peek at what she was writing, and I was shocked..."

Fat Peng shared how he found out the identity of the number one beauty in the web-literature circle, seeming quite proud of himself.

However, Yang Hao had no interest in this so-called number one beauty of the web-lit circle.

He already had plenty of beauties around him; he didn't lack one more hikikomori girl!

Fat Peng had also hoped to add Yang Hao back on Wechat through this "matchmaker" approach.

But Yang Hao simply wasn't interested.

By this time, the kindergarten was just letting out, and Jiang Yuqi led the children from the second class out.

"Daddy!"

"Old Peng!!"

Xixi and Peng Haoxuan both spotted their fathers.

However, their ways of addressing them were completely different.

Peng Haoxuan, the little chubby boy, actually called Fat Peng "Old Peng."

"Brat!"

"I told you not to learn from your mom!" Fat Peng scolded with a dark expression.

"That's quite an intimate way of calling you..."

Yang Hao joked around with a smile, but he couldn't have dreamed that this would be a boomerang.

He then heard Xixi mimic, saying: "Old Yang~!"

Uh...

Yang Hao's smile froze on his lips as he subconsciously looked at the little chubby boy, Peng Haoxuan.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart: Damn, this little chubby boy is toxic!!

My good little Xixi has been led astray by him...