150: Chapter 150 Shopping Spree

Afterwards, he picked up his chopsticks and slowly began his meal.

There was no excessive ambiguity or deliberate flirting during the meal; they simply chatted about daily trivialities like ordinary friends.

Su Wanqing occasionally brought up funny stories about the mischievous students in her class or interesting professional questions she encountered during lectures, a faint smile appearing in her eyes, gentle and spirited.

Jiang Chen listened patiently, interjecting occasionally with a relaxed tone, sometimes even making light jokes that made Su Wanqing laugh out loud; the atmosphere in the entire private room was warm and peaceful.

The exhaustion of the day, the busyness of the past few days, and the anxiety in his heart all gradually dissipated in this leisurely and warm dining atmosphere.

The two ate slowly, chatting as they went. The meal lasted nearly an hour, without the slightest rush, as they fully enjoyed this rare moment of quiet and companionship.

After the meal, Jiang Chen paid the bill, and the two walked out of the private restaurant side by side. The evening breeze was gentle, carrying a faint chill that felt exceptionally comfortable against their skin.

Su Wanqing drove towards the high-end shopping mall in the city center.

Night had fallen, and the city center was ablaze with lights. Skyscrapers shimmered with vibrant colors, and the streets were filled with bustling traffic and crowds.

Inside the high-end mall, the lights were bright, and the decor was luxurious and grand. First-tier luxury brands stood side by side, and while the crowd was dense, it didn't feel noisy, with an atmosphere of top-tier, exquisite consumption everywhere.

Upon entering the mall, Jiang Chen naturally moved to the outer side, shielding Su Wanqing beside him to avoid the passing crowd. His movements were fluid and considerate, showing his thoughtfulness in every detail.

"Let's go pick out some things for you first."

Jiang Chen pulled her straight towards the second floor, to the Chanel and Dior high-end women's clothing area. His tone held an undeniable certainty, yet didn't lack gentleness, leaving her no room for much refusal.

Su Wanqing hurriedly stopped. Usually a cool, aloof, and imposing lecturer at school, she now revealed a rare, girlish demeanor, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush.

She tugged lightly on Jiang Chen's sleeve, her fingertips slightly clutching his hem, and declined with some embarrassment, her eyes filled with a touch of shyness and unease.

"Really, there's no need. I have enough clothes and bags in my wardrobe, and I don't get to wear such refined styles for class anyway. You don't need to buy them for me; it's too extravagant."

She had never liked extravagance or wastefulness; her daily outfits were always simple and elegant basics, and she never chased after top-tier luxury brands.

Furthermore, she wasn't used to spending other people's money, especially Jiang Chen's. She felt uneasy deep down, always feeling like she owed him too much.

"Money is meant to be spent on the people you care about. You don't need to be so polite with me."

Jiang Chen held her wrist with a gentle but firm grip that brooked no refusal, looking at her with tender eyes. "It's a rare occasion to go shopping. Pick a few things you like and that are practical; it's not extravagant."

Having said that, he didn't wait for an answer and led her into the Chanel high-end women's wear section.

The store's lighting was soft and elegant. Clothes were neatly displayed by collection, each one a seasonal new arrival, with top-tier fabrics and tailoring.

There were no overly flashy or ostentatious designs; they were simple, grand, and exuded a sense of high-class sophistication, perfectly matching Su Wanqing's gentle and intellectual temperament.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept quickly over the shelves, precisely selecting styles that matched her temperament without a moment's hesitation.

He avoided the overly exaggerated runway pieces, focusing on high-luxury basic items that were wearable for daily life and had top-tier quality. All the prices were the actual retail prices at domestic brand counters.

A Chanel dusty blue tweed waist-cinching dress, a classic basic style with the signature Chanel look, priced at 38,500 yuan at domestic counters.

A Dior off-white cashmere knit sweater, a basic commuter style, priced at 26,800 yuan at the counter.

A pair of MaxMara high-waisted black wide-leg trousers with a draped fit, a classic commuter style, priced at 12,600 yuan at the counter.

And a Burberry light gray classic lightweight trench coat, the Heritage Trench basic style, priced at 10,200 yuan at the counter.

"Go try them on. These styles feel very suitable for you—simple and elegant, and comfortable for daily wear."

Jiang Chen handed the selected clothes to her, his tone gentle yet firm, his eyes full of anticipation.

Unable to refuse him, Su Wanqing could only take the clothes and walk into the private fitting room.

It had to be said that Jiang Chen had excellent taste. Every luxury outfit precisely matched her temperament, without looking ostentatiously wealthy at all; instead, it made her look even more gentle and sophisticated.

Changing into the Chanel dusty blue waist-cinching dress, the classic Chanel-style cut perfectly outlined her graceful figure. The tweed fabric was of superior quality, making her skin look fair and radiant. She shed the sharp efficiency of a lecturer and gained a touch of girlish charm and softness.

The Dior cashmere knit sweater paired with the MaxMara wide-leg trousers was simple and sharp, gentle yet grand, fully displaying the intellectual elegance of a university lecturer.

With the Burberry lightweight trench coat on, her aura was gentle yet crisp, possessing an inherent sense of high-class quality; it was both beautiful and practical for daily outings.

Every outfit looked just right on her, perfectly highlighting her unique gentle and intellectual temperament without the slightest sense of discord.

Jiang Chen sat on the leather sofa in the store, quietly watching her try on each outfit. His eyes were full of amazement and tenderness, and he nodded repeatedly, his heart filled with approval.

Before Su Wanqing could speak to decline, he waved over the exclusive sales associate, had all the clothes that fit well packed up, and took out his bank card to pay decisively.

Immediately after, the two moved to the LV leather goods counter. Jiang Chen didn't look at many options, precisely selecting only one LV Capucines medium handbag.

A classic commuter style of the brand, made of light brown calfskin, without excessive diamond embellishments, priced at 181,900 yuan at domestic counters.

The style was low-key and grand, perfectly suited for Su Wanqing's daily commute as a lecturer. The total cost for the entire set of gifts came to 370,000 yuan.

Su Wanqing stood to the side, watching him swipe away nearly 370,000 yuan without the slightest hesitation or even a frown. Her heart was filled with warmth, but she also felt increasingly at a loss, and even faintly shocked.

She tugged at Jiang Chen's hem, her voice dropping a little, filled with irrepressible worry: "You don't need to buy so many, such expensive things. It's really too extravagant. I wouldn't even use these in my daily life..."

She knew Jiang Chen was wealthy, but she had never imagined he would be so lavish with his spending.

Casually buying her a few clothes and a bag cost over 300,000 yuan.

This heavy gesture moved her and made her anxious; she was increasingly unable to gauge just what kind of family fortune Jiang Chen possessed.

Jiang Chen looked at her worried and uneasy expression, his heart softening. He smiled and ruffled her hair, his movements natural and intimate, softly reassuring her: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This money is nothing to me; it's all reasonable expenditure, and I'm not spending recklessly."

He didn't deliberately show off his wealth, stating the facts in a calm tone, but it made Su Wanqing realize that his current financial strength was far more substantial than she had imagined.

"It's rare to find things that suit you, and they are all things you can use daily, so it's not a waste."

Jiang Chen picked up all the custom shopping bags and naturally took her hand; the temperature from his fingertips was warm and strong. "Alright, stop refusing. Next, it's time to pick out some things for me."

Hand in hand, the two walked out of the women's wear section and went straight to the high-end men's wear area on the third floor.

Jiang Chen was now in charge of Chenxing Capital, and with various upcoming business meetings and cooperation negotiations, he needed top-tier watches and high-end custom clothing to hold his own, and he was willing to invest in himself.

The two first came to the Patek Philippe watch counter. As a top luxury brand in the watch world, every piece was a symbol of status and taste.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept across the counter, locking onto the Patek Philippe Calatrava series 5196G-001 mechanical watch at a glance.

A classic white gold case, a simple silver dial paired with an alligator leather strap—a classic business formal style, with an actual domestic counter price of 2,680,000 yuan.

Seeing the price tag of this watch, Su Wanqing was completely stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Even if she didn't understand top-tier watches, she knew what a price of over 2.6 million yuan meant. It turned out that the "wealth" she had imagined was merely the tip of the iceberg compared to Jiang Chen's true financial power.

Jiang Chen tried on the watch; the dial size fit his wrist perfectly, and it looked excellent. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately swiped his card to purchase it.

After buying the watch, the two walked into the top Italian men's wear high-end custom store, Brioni. The store featured only handmade custom pieces, with fabrics and tailoring that could be called top-tier.

Two Brioni dark casual suits, one dark gray and one navy blue, basic business styles of the brand, priced at 42,000 yuan each, totaling 84,000 yuan for the two.

Three Ermenegildo Zegna long-staple cotton casual shirts, one white, one light blue, and one light gray, regular counter styles, priced at 6,800 yuan each, totaling 20,400 yuan for the three.

One Canali dark gray mid-length handmade trench coat, a classic business style, priced at 58,000 yuan.

Two pairs of Brioni handmade casual trousers, basic business styles, priced at 9,600 yuan each, totaling 19,200 yuan for the two.

One pair of Berluti black handmade leather shoes, a classic business style, priced at 78,400 yuan at the counter.

The total cost for all the items Jiang Chen selected for himself was over three million yuan.

Jiang Chen had a tall, upright figure and handsome features, with an inherent calm aura. After changing into the new high-end custom clothes he had selected, his entire demeanor became even more distinguished.

There was a touch of nobility within his calmness—simple yet not simplistic. It drew repeated praise from the sales associates, who couldn't help but admire his good figure and excellent temperament, noting that he fully carried the aura of top-tier luxury wear.

He remained calm and composed throughout, without the slightest awkwardness. The selection process was crisp and efficient—what he liked and what fit, he bought directly. He enjoyed the pleasure of consumption, as well as the warmth of having Su Wanqing by his side.

Meanwhile, Su Wanqing, watching him spend over three million yuan as if it were nothing, felt a shock that could not subside for a long time.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Jiang Chen held a bit more complexity, but also hid a deeper sense of reliance and being moved.

Time slipped away bit by bit. They shopped to their heart's content, and the number of luxury shopping bags in their hands grew. The various custom shopping bags piled together, filling more than half of the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz C-Class, a bountiful harvest.

Unknowingly, it had reached the mall's closing time. The crowds inside the mall gradually dispersed, and the lights dimmed.

The two walked out of the mall side by side. The evening breeze was gentle, the night was soft, and the moonlight spilled onto the ground, casting a faint, clear glow; the atmosphere was quiet and lingering.

Jiang Chen sat in the passenger seat, and Su Wanqing drove, slowly pulling away from the mall and heading towards her apartment.

The car drove smoothly and soon stopped downstairs at Su Wanqing's apartment building.

The two got out of the car and together carried the shopping bags from the trunk one by one. The various luxury shopping bags were piled up at the entrance of the unit, completely filling the space.

Su Wanqing stood at the entrance of the unit, looking up at Jiang Chen.

The warm yellow light from the hallway spilled onto her, outlining her soft silhouette.

Her eyes held clear and direct anticipation, along with a lingering trace of unsettled emotion. The suggestion in her gaze was undisguised, without any artifice, yet full of irrepressible feelings.

She looked at Jiang Chen, her voice soft yet carrying an unmistakable meaning. Her tone was firm, filled with anticipation: "There are so many things, let's carry them up and put them away first. Come up and sit for a while, have a cup of hot water—don't rush off."

A short sentence that revealed her inner feelings completely, without the slightest concealment—a naked, direct suggestion, waiting for Jiang Chen's response.

Jiang Chen looked at the undisguised affection in her eyes, at her flushed ear tips, and understood in his heart; all her intentions were clear.

A gentle smile curled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes so tender they could melt, and he nodded slightly, his voice low and gentle, filled with doting affection: "Okay."

He picked up the shopping bags at his feet and followed behind Su Wanqing, slowly walking into the apartment building.

Su Wanqing's apartment was a one-bedroom unit; it wasn't large, but it was decorated warmly and elegantly, with her unique touch of life everywhere.

The interior decor was simple and elegant, every detail managed in an orderly fashion. It was warm and comfortable, making one feel exceptionally at ease the moment they walked in.

Closing the door, cutting off the noise and lights of the outside world, only the quiet and lingering intimacy of the two remained inside the room.