Mr.CEO, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement
Chapter 107: Spending Money Like Water

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Spending Money Like Water

"Is it just going to be wasted like this?"

"The waste is also on Mrs. Fu’s part, if it weren’t for Mrs. Fu’s condescending statement that she didn’t need it just now, why would I needlessly benefit someone else?" Fu Shinian stepped closer to her, his lips curling slightly, "Mrs. Fu, think carefully. If you reject again, perhaps it won’t be just a jewelry necklace on the line."

Su Mu should have been softer, as she had been accustomed to compromise before, but perhaps everyone has a stubborn streak, and Su Mu’s stubborn streak, facing Fu Shinian today, burst forth involuntarily, swearing not to turn back.

She took out the card and handed it to Fu Shinian, "This contains your money, waste it however you like, it has nothing to do with me, and don’t drag me into this. I don’t have time to play these boring, childish games with you!"

Fu Shinian glanced down at the thin card in Su Mu’s hand, his lips again slightly curling:

"How many times do I need to say it for you to remember my words? The money I give away has no reason to be taken back. But I guess you might not understand, as you have always been playing the role of a busy bee, earning every penny to pay debts, unable to feel what it’s like to bestow charity from on high."

Su Mu felt a nameless fire building up inside her, ready to ignite at any moment.

Fu Shinian was probably aware of her feelings, yet he did not mind adding fuel to the fire:

"If Mrs. Fu finds this money too hot to handle, then feel free to throw it away just like I did earlier, and might I remind you to write the password on the back of the card; otherwise, whoever finds it might not appreciate your generosity."

"You think I wouldn’t dare? It’s not my money anyway."

"Of course you dare," Fu Shinian said as he watched her, "But I remember how Mrs. Fu used to say this money would eventually have to be returned to me. Since it’s to be returned, in your eyes, it must be no different from borrowed money. Thus, while Mrs. Fu might feel relieved for a moment by throwing this money away, how do you plan to return it to me? The 810,000 Wen Han owes might still be hopeful, but this card contains a full 70 million."

Su Mu scoffed, "Mr. Fu, didn’t you just say that the money given away doesn’t need to be taken back?"

"I did say that, and I have no intention of taking back these 70 million. But Mrs. Fu, with your self-righteous pride, you surely have your own bottom line. You wouldn’t feel right not repaying me just because I don’t demand it, would you?"

Su Mu indeed wanted to throw the card away, to put an end to Fu Shinian’s continued play of these tedious games. However, she knew Fu Shinian well; if she really threw it away, he would definitely not stoop his noble stature to pick that money up, even with Song Yi around, and he would certainly not want it back. Thus, that 70 million could only end up one way.

Handed over to another.

As the money wasn’t hers, Su Mu was naturally able to bear the loss without sorrow, as she originally did not care for such external possessions.

But it was Fu Shinian’s money; even if she felt no pain, she couldn’t remain indifferent. She knew that, to Fu Shinian, 70 million might just be a drop in the bucket, he might now be able to turn the tide at will, but his ascent to a highly respected position had not been easy, and each penny he earned was not without effort.

So, she couldn’t throw it away, and Fu Shinian seemed to have recognized this, hence his actions.

She looked at him helplessly and with outrage:

"What exactly do you want?!"

Fu Shinian only smiled slightly:

"Mrs. Fu, believe me, I just care too much about how frugally you have lived these past two years, and I want to give you a taste of splurging freely."

After saying that, Fu Shinian strode back to the jewelry counter and, commanding like a general, instructed the sales staff to package everything he had chosen. Then he pointed at Su Mu, "She will pay."

Fu Shinian walked upstairs, and Su Mu, watching his back, really wanted to turn around and leave. She didn’t want to continue playing this utterly boring game of the wealthy. She couldn’t enjoy the extravagant spending and just wanted to go back and stay put. She thought so, and did exactly that, but at the mall exit, Song Yi stopped her, smiling awkwardly,

"Mrs. Fu, it’s better not to anger Mr. Fu."

Su Mu chuckled lightly, "Who do you think is acting more like they’re throwing a tantrum?"

Even though Song Yi could see who it was, he didn’t have the courage to speak the truth. Such precious diamonds were thrown away in the blink of an eye, and he didn’t think he was as valuable as a diamond. If Mr. Fu was displeased, he could shatter him into pieces in a minute. So, he could only smile and say,

"Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu instructed that unless he comes out with you, you cannot leave."

Su Mu turned around and headed towards the back door, not wanting her to waste her effort, Song Yi promptly reminded her,

"There are guards at the back door as well."

Su Mu stopped in her tracks.

With a helpless sigh, Song Yi thought to himself that Mrs. Fu truly was one of a kind. He wondered how many women would love to have a husband like Fu Shinian, who gave them a substantial amount of money every month just to spend it. Unfortunately, Mrs. Fu did not see this as being cherished.

"It’s better to listen to Mr. Fu. I’ve been with him so long, and I’ve never seen him like this before."

Song Yi had never seen it, and naturally, neither had Su Mu. But just because he made a scene, did everyone have to go mad with him here?

Su Mu wanted to give it the cold shoulder, but the salesperson had already packaged all the items, all of which were gazing in her direction, waiting for her to pay.

Even though Su Mu didn’t want any of the items personally picked by Fu Shinian, someone still had to pay for what Fu Shinian had cavalierly thrown around, and Su Mu was certain, if she didn’t pay, Fu Shinian certainly wouldn’t take a penny out of his pocket either.

He was forcing her in this manner.

Su Mu clenched her teeth and walked towards the jewelry counter, Song Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Mrs. Fu accompanying Mr. Fu in his frenzy, their day might just get a bit easier, right?

Su Mu paid and went straight to the second floor, where all the major brand-name women’s counters were located. At that moment, Fu Shinian was at the CHANEL counter holding a pair of scissors, cutting off the tags on the clothes in the same manner. Su Mu glanced at the ground; the clothing tags scattered on the floor were like snowflakes.

Seeing Su Mu come in, Fu Shinian paused in his actions, looked at her, and smiled slightly,

"I think these clothes suit you well. What do you think?"

Su Mu resisted the urge to curse and said to the completely befuddled salesperson, "Please calculate the total."

Su Mu hadn’t finished paying when Fu Shinian moved on to the next store; once Su Mu caught up to pay, he would leave. He didn’t tire of this game, continuing it from the second-floor women’s clothing to the third-floor women’s shoes, and from the third-floor shoes to the fourth-floor handbags, and he relished it endlessly.