52: Chapter 52 My hard work ruined? No problem, let's spend five million to have some fun first!

Qin Feng's words made the smug smiles on the faces of those arrogant law enforcement officers freeze.

The surrounding onlookers also stopped their chatter, looking at this young man with utter bewilderment.

Is he crazy?

His livelihood was just shut down, and he's talking about resting for two days?

"Resting?" The fat captain with the beer belly laughed as if he had heard the world's biggest joke.

He clutched his swollen wrist and sneered.

"Kid, are you scared out of your mind? Let me tell you, forget two days—don't even think about opening your doors again for two years!"

"Can't you understand plain speech?"

"From today on, this building is a condemned building!"

Qin Feng didn't even spare him a glance.

He simply looked down and gently wiped the tear marks from Lin Yue's cheeks, his movements as tender as if he were protecting a rare treasure.

"Brother Feng..." Lin Yue grabbed the hem of his clothes, her voice thick with nasal congestion and resentment. "Our hard work..."

"Hard work is meant to make you happy, not to make you cry."

Qin Feng interrupted her, took the cold brass sign from her arms, and set it aside casually.

Qin Feng took Lin Yue's hand and turned to walk toward the mercedes-benz g-class parked at the curb.

"Running away already?"

"What a coward! I thought he was some tough guy!"

"Hahaha, wasn't he quite the fighter just now? Why is he slinking away with his tail between his legs now?"

The fat captain and his lackeys burst into raucous laughter, filled with disdain and the satisfaction of a victor.

In their eyes, Qin Feng had simply given in, completely crushed by the immense power behind them, and could only flee in disgrace.

Lin Yue, led by Qin Feng, looked back with every step at the building covered in seals, the light in her eyes dimming bit by bit.

She didn't understand why Brother Feng didn't resist or argue, and just gave up like this.

Until she was ushered into the passenger seat by Qin Feng.

"Brother Feng, where are we going?" Lin Yue's voice held a hint of despair.

"To heal your wounds."

"Heal? I'm fine?"

"No." Qin Feng held the steering wheel with one hand, eyes fixed forward, a cold arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"To go shopping."

The mercedes-benz g-class merged into the traffic without hesitation, leaving behind the arrogant backs of the law enforcement officers and the sympathetic gazes of the onlookers.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was oppressive.

Lin Yue kept her head down, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her shirt as tears began to well up in her eyes again.

She couldn't understand why, when she just wanted to run a tutoring class peacefully and teach, she would encounter something like this.

Qin Feng pulled the car steadily into the underground parking lot of Jiangcheng's top luxury shopping center—"Wanxiang Tiandi."

He unbuckled his seatbelt, turned, and looked at the girl beside him who was on the verge of tears.

"You know? In this world, there is a kind of wound that only one thing can cure."

Lin Yue raised her tearful eyes and looked at him in confusion.

"Buy, buy, buy."

Qin Feng reached out and pinched her small face, his tone domineering yet carrying a hint of doting.

"Today, you don't have to think about anything. I have only one task, and that is to make you happy.

And your task is to spend money—to spend away all your unhappiness."

After saying that, he pulled the still-dazed Lin Yue into the magnificent mall lobby.

Qin Feng's target was clear; he led Lin Yue straight into the Chanel flagship store.

The store manager, dressed in an exquisite suit, saw Qin Feng and Lin Yue, and a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in her eyes.

"Sir, Miss, feel free to look around." The manager put on a professional smile, but her tone was somewhat perfunctory.

She subconsciously pulled on Qin Feng's sleeve and whispered, "Brother Feng, didn't we... buy a lot of clothes before?"

Qin Feng smiled.

He looked around and pointed to the latest Starry Sky Dress in the display case nearest to them.

"This one, take it down for her to try on."

The manager hesitated for a moment but slowly took down the dress.

"Sir, this is a limited edition piece from our chief designer. The price is 188,000."

She deliberately emphasized the price, wanting this young man who didn't know his place to back off.

Lin Yue was even more frightened, her face turning pale as she waved her hands repeatedly. "No, no, no, I don't want it. It's too expensive!"

Qin Feng ignored her and said directly to the manager, "No need to try it."

The corner of the manager's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly; as expected, he was just here to window shop.

However, Qin Feng's next words made the smile on her face instantly freeze.

"This one, and this one, all the ready-to-wear on that rack, as well as all the bags in that display case over there,

as long as they are this year's Autumn/Winter new arrivals..."

Qin Feng paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire store,

finally landing on the face of the manager, who was now completely stunned. His tone was as casual as if he were buying vegetables at a market.

"I'll take them all."

"Wh... what?" The manager asked stutteringly, doubting if there was something wrong with her ears.

"Can't understand?" Qin Feng's brow furrowed slightly.

"I said, wrap up all the new arrivals in your store for me. Everything. Oh, and in her size."

He pointed to Lin Yue beside him.

The other shop assistants who were attending to wealthy ladies also stopped what they were doing and looked over in disbelief.

Even those wealthy wives, who had originally carried themselves with an air of superiority, were looking at Qin Feng as if he were a freak.

All... all of them?

What kind of god just walked in here?

Lin Yue's brain went "buzz" and completely shut down.

She gaped, staring blankly at Qin Feng's profile, feeling like she was in a dream.

"S... Sir... are... are you sure?"

The manager's voice was trembling with excitement. She had been in this business for ten years and had seen people spend money like water, but she had never seen anyone shop like this!

Qin Feng didn't bother to say more and simply pulled out his bank card and handed it over.

"Swipe it and calculate the total."

The manager practically sprinted to the register to handle it personally.

Soon, a figure that made everyone present gasp was displayed on the POS machine.

"Sir, the... the total is... 4.89 million."

He took the POS machine and entered the password.

[Ding! Detection: host spent 4,890,000 yuan for goddess Lin Yue, triggering wealth roulette!]

He muttered to himself, "I'm the european emperor..."

[Ding! Congratulations, host's luck has exploded! Triggered 4x cashback! Obtained 19,560,000 yuan!]

At the same time, another notification sound that made Qin Feng even more pleased began to spam his mind.

[System Prompt: Lin Yue has generated top-tier complex emotions such as "Suffocated by Doting" and "Immense Sense of Happiness"! points +2000!]

"Beep—"

Transaction successful!

The entire store became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell, staring intently at that small receipt,

as if what was printed on it wasn't numbers, but a miracle.

"My god..."

"4.89 million, and he didn't even blink..."

"Who is this man? When did Jiangcheng get such a character?"

The wealthy wives looked at Qin Feng with completely different eyes now, their eyes turning red with envy.

Although their husbands were rich, it was absolutely impossible for them to spend money on them like this!

The manager held the card with both hands and respectfully returned it to Qin Feng, her waist bent nearly ninety degrees, her voice flattering to the extreme.

"Mr. Qin! Please wait a moment, I will immediately arrange for all our staff to pack everything for you and your girlfriend!"

She turned her head to look at the still-dazed Lin Yue, the envy and fawning in her eyes almost becoming tangible.

"Miss, you really are the happiest woman in the world!

Mr. Qin's love for you is simply brighter than all the diamonds in our store combined!"

Hearing these words and feeling the various gazes cast her way,

Lin Yue's small face turned so red it looked like it might drip blood, and her heart pounded wildly.

She looked at Qin Feng, the man who had just spent nearly five million for her "hard work," and tears welled up in her eyes once more.

But this time, it wasn't grievance or resentment.

It was happiness.

It was an overwhelming wave of happiness that was enough to completely melt her.

She didn't say a word; she just stood on her tiptoes and, in front of everyone, kissed Qin Feng's lips with all her strength.