Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life - Chapter 55: He wanted her to sleep…. With…. Him?! (3)
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Chapter 55: He wanted her to sleep…. With…. Him?! (3)

Chapter 55 - He wanted her to sleep. With. Him?! (3)

Zhao Xian, sitting inside the classroom, couldnt help but smile at Luo Zheng, her boyfriend.

Having heard that Gu Shishi would be returning today, Luo Zheng came purposefully to audit the class today.

And now, the two of them exchanged a look. Both of them were smilinfg triumphantly.

This was definitely worth the 3-day wait!

The con artist that they have found was an expert at this!

The very first time Zhao Xian met Wu Zhenhao, she was almost shocked by all the designer brands that he had along with his graceful elegance.

He knew how to show off his wealth and how to grab the hearts of materialistic girls.

Gu Shishi, I wanted to see how you were going to play this off!

She had probably already fallen hard for the con artist right about now.

Zhao Xian smiled with anticipation.

But quickly, a crisp voice rang. I dont accept. Please take it back.

Gu Shishi didnt even blink.

Even her voice was calm and now the entire art studio was quiet.

Even Zhao Xian and Luo Zheng were surprised.

But Wu Zhentao wasnt the kind whod give up easily.

He quickly wiped away his shocked look and lowered his head.

I am sorry.

He put away his bank card as though regretfully.

I didnt mean to offend you. You are a good girl. I shouldnt have rushed like that.

Made sense.

This was the first time theyve met, and he wanted to give her so much money in front of everyone. She wouldnt want to ruin her own reputation.

Then, what do you like? I will buy them for you in the future. Skin care products? Jewelries? Shoes? Purses?

Wu Zhenhao looked up and smiled, lifting up his chin again full of pride.

His actions captured many envious looks from other girls in the classroom.

Again, unexpectedly, he was interrupted before he finished talking!

I dont need money, skin care products, jewelries, shoes, or purses definitely not a boyfriend. Thank you for your appreciation but, pardon me, I must start working, said Gu Shishi swiftly as she covered her nose with a tissue.

As she talked, she backed away from him like he was a poisonous snake or something.

Wu Zhenhao paused for a second.

She seemed to be repulsed by him.

Why was that?

That was impossible!

Was she playing hard to get?

What kind of women couldnt be moved by money? Okay, even if she didnt need money, she must need love, right?

What was her problem?!

Wu Zhenhao couldnt help but looked over at Gu Shishi and his inquisitive look was almost burned by what he saw!

Looking carefully, there seemed to be a very light print of Dior on her little white dress?!

He looked again at her belt, the buckle was Chanels double Cs?! He looked further down and that inconspicuous pair of little white shoes seemed to have the word Fendi on the side

Her outfit cost at least $30,000?!

Now Wu Zhenhao was truly dumbfounded!

He looked again carefully and now he saw the rose gold loop with white ceramic pendant glittering around her neck.

His chest tightened right away!

Was that the Italian brand BVLGARIs classic necklace?!

He seemed to remember that necklace being $20,000!

What was going on here?

Wasnt she supposed to be a very materialistic woman according to his employer?

But she was already wearing designer brands from head to toe?!

Im sorry, Mr. Wu. I dont think we are right for each other.

Seeing that he wasnt responding, Gu Shishi repeated her rejection one more time.

She didnt even need to think about it.

Since he chose to block her and express his fondness for her in such a public way, naturally she, too, would want to clarify her stance in front of everyone.

Was he kidding? He thought she was such a materialistic woman?

He was proposing a relationship that was based on money. He might as well be throwing money at her face.

How could she possibly accept that?!

Unless hmm unless it was the boss, then she'd ... agree to it.

After all, he held her life over her.