Hearing Rong Qingqing say she wanted to invite him to dinner, the corners of Shen Jue's lips curved slightly.
Under his patient guidance, Rong Qingqing had already spent over two million just on ordinary jewelry. With her spending ability, how could a mere teacher afford that?
Shen Jue sat in his wheelchair without immediately responding; his gaze quietly fixed on Rong Qingqing.
He couldn't help but notice that her tactics had increased.
So, was her ultimate goal of coming out shopping this morning just to have dinner with him alone?
"It's settled then. I'll call Nanny Zhao, and you think about where we should eat." Rong Qingqing took Shen Jue's silence as agreement, pushing him toward the mall exit while dialing Nanny Zhao on her phone.
