Meihua's peacock dress cost six million. Jingzhe did not feel the pinch of the expense. He was not lying to Meihua. He had waited his whole life to spend money on Mei Mei like as if he was drinking water.
Nobody understood how difficult it was to date a financially strong woman like Meilin whose parents were both individually wealthy.
Everything he could give her, she could afford.
Him spending money on her and her friend would score him some pointers. He had seen the secret smile on her face when he told Meihua and Siping that he was covering their bills tonight.
It reminded him of a rule in the book of the art of cooking green tea.
"Always show that you are more capable than your competitor. If you are not, fake it till you make it."
He was showing off his capabilities and he did not even need to fake it now.
