Chapter 029: A World of Wealth Beyond Her Understanding

Shi Runrun’s cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head, murmuring, “He’s my husband… We’re already married.”

At that, the salesgirl giggled behind her hand, teasing, “I knew it! You two are a perfect match. Gosh, I’m so envious!”

Hearing this, Shi Runrun couldn’t help but smile.

In the end, she was torn between two wedding gowns.

Both styles were beautiful, strapless and adorned with sparkling crystals—but the prices were exorbitant.

Each one was nearly three million.

Such an astronomical sum, enough that Shi Runrun would need to work several lifetimes to earn it.

Yet… she truly loved both dresses.

What should she do…? She cast a pleading glance at the man sitting elegantly nearby, flipping through a magazine as he sipped his tea.

She wanted his opinion.

He sensed her gaze, lifted his deep black eyes from the magazine, and glanced at her. In a low voice, he said, “We’ll take both. Salesgirl, take her to the fitting room.”

Shi Runrun was speechless.

Did he really have to be so extravagant…?

The salesgirl thought she must have misheard, but when she realized he meant it, she nearly burst with joy and hurried to escort Shi Runrun to the fitting room.

This was the jackpot!

Inside, Shi Runrun tried on both gowns.

The strapless designs highlighted her graceful figure.

When she emerged to stand before Xiao Xuezheng, she gently tapped his shoulder and asked, “Xiao Xuezheng, what do you think…?”

He looked up, his Adam’s apple shifting as he spoke. “Your shoulders are very fair—beautiful.”

Shi Runrun was mortified.

Couldn’t he just say she looked nice? Why mention her fair shoulders… how embarrassing…

Even the salesgirl blushed, but eager to close the sale, she quickly added, “Yes, sir, you’re absolutely right! This gown is perfect for fair skin. Would you like to try the other one as well?”

The next moment, the man closed his magazine and said in a deep voice, “No need. Wrap up both dresses. I’ll pay with card.”

He produced a black credit card and handed it to her.

The salesgirl had never encountered such a decisive customer; she accepted the card and dashed off to process the payment.

Once she’d left, Shi Runrun turned to him and lowered her voice. “Xiao Xuezheng, one wedding gown is enough—buying two is just a waste!”

He didn’t even look at her as he replied, “One for the ceremony, one as a spare. In case something happens.”

Shi Runrun was left speechless once again.

She really couldn’t understand the world of the wealthy… Sigh…

They left their address and the date; the shop would send the dresses the day before the wedding.

He took her by the hand as they descended to the underground garage.

At his luxury car, he walked to the passenger door, opened it, and gestured for her to enter.

Shi Runrun understood instantly and sat in the passenger seat.

But instead of closing the door and moving away, he leaned in close to fasten her seatbelt.

They were so close she could feel his warm breath.

Her heart raced uncontrollably, and her cheeks turned redder still.

She gazed, dazed, at his strikingly handsome face, drawn in by his charm…

He noticed her look and, with a quiet chuckle, rapped her gently on the forehead. “Don’t look at me like that. You’re pregnant now—if you keep looking at me that way, how am I supposed to control myself? Will you take responsibility?”

Shi Runrun’s mind went blank.

Alright, she got it—he was trouble!

Once he’d buckled her in, he circled to the driver’s side and climbed in.

She immediately turned to him, biting her lip. “Xiao Xuezheng, you can’t spend money like that next time! Two wedding dresses is such a waste… I know you’re rich, but—”

“Can’t you keep your mouth shut? If you chatter any more, I’ll kiss you.”

She fell silent.

He glanced at her, watching her pout, and was genuinely tempted.

He regretted it—truly!

If only he’d taken precautions that night… Now she was pregnant so soon, and he couldn’t touch her at all!

Nine more months… he’d be driven mad with frustration.

His eyes darkened, and he sighed deeply. This little fool had no idea how much she was tempting him at every turn…

The white Maserati pulled out of the garage and left the IFC Center.

In the car, Xiao Xuezheng called his grandparents to tell them they wouldn’t be home for dinner—they’d eat out instead.

His grandparents agreed at once, even delighted, and reminded him to treat his wife well; it didn’t matter if they came home late.

A romantic dinner date for their grandson and granddaughter-in-law—what could be better?

After hanging up, he turned to Shi Runrun, who sat quietly and obediently in the passenger seat, and smiled softly. “What would you like for dinner? I’ll take you anywhere you want.”

She was genuinely happy he was asking her opinion—it meant he respected her, didn’t it?

She thought for a moment, then asked cautiously, “Does that mean you’ll agree to whatever I want to eat?”

He hadn’t quite caught the implication, but nodded his assent.

Delighted by his response, Shi Runrun clapped her hands and began giving directions. “Great! I’ll navigate. Left at the next corner, then right, and keep going straight—we’ll be there!”

When they arrived, he realized she’d brought him to the food street beside Capital University—the one students called “Trash Street.”

The name was apt; the street was lined with stalls selling junk food—skewers, fried snacks, handmade pancakes—none of it looked remotely clean or sanitary.

Yet the street was bustling, teeming with students, vibrant with the energy of everyday life.

After parking, Xiao Xuezheng glanced at the litter-strewn pavement, then at his custom-made shoes worth hundreds of thousands, and his face darkened.

Shi Runrun, oblivious to his displeasure, tugged him forward, urging, “Xiao Xuezheng, what are you waiting for? Hurry up! If we’re late, we won’t get a seat!”

He was left speechless.

What was he doing here?

He wanted, very much, to do… something else entirely…

Following her into the street, Shi Runrun led him into a skewer shop.

With his refined attire and air, he was utterly out of place amid the greasy tables.

The moment they entered, he drew curious stares from all around.

“Runrun, you’re here! Your usual spot, hurry and sit!”

The owner waved them over. Shi Runrun pulled Xiao Xuezheng to a window seat as the owner came to take their order. “The usual?”

Shi Runrun nodded, and the owner smiled and went off.

Xiao Xuezheng shot her a sidelong glance. “You know the owner well?”

Shi Runrun replied, “I used to come here with Huanhuan all the time. The food’s great, but it’s a bit pricey. I’d have to save my allowance for a month to afford a meal here.”

He said nothing, glancing at the menu on the wall—the most expensive item was grilled ribs, ten yuan a skewer.

His gaze shifted back to Shi Runrun’s bright, eager face, and a pang of tenderness welled up in his heart.

How much hardship had this little fool endured before she met him…?

A powerful desire to cherish and protect her rose unbidden within him…