"This store will do. Armani's menswear is quite good," Lin Qingxuan said with a smile as the sports car pulled up on a clothing street in Kang City. She and Yang Qi were standing in front of the Armani boutique. "It's a shame we're short on time. Otherwise, I'd have a suit custom-tailored for you, something much better than this. You'll just have to make do for now!"
Yang Qi was speechless. This is 'making do'? He used to wear Armani all the time, so he naturally gravitated toward the store.
Just then, Lin Qingxuan's phone rang.
"How annoying," she muttered. "Yang Qi, you go on in and pick some things out. I need to take this call." With that, she turned and got back into the car.
Yang Qi gave a wry smile. I can still afford Armani; she doesn't need to pay for me. After all, of the money I got from auctioning the Body Tempering Pill, I only used fifty million to start the company and another ten million to bail out Ye Fei. There's still plenty left.
