novelslam Chapter 90 It feels so good to spend money on yourself!
Chapter 90 It feels so good to spend money on yourself!
Chapter 90 It feels so good to spend money on yourself!
The first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the room through the thin curtains.
Qiao Xinran had already woken up early.
Or rather, she barely slept last night.
The noise from the next room didn't stop until late into the night.
Those ambiguous sounds tickled her heartstrings like kitten claws.
Qiao Xinran tossed and turned in bed, her mind filled with images of Huang Tian.
Finally, he got up and tiptoed into the kitchen.
There are a few eggs, half a pack of toast, and a few slices of bacon in the refrigerator.
Qiao Xinran tied on her apron and began preparing breakfast.
The temperature of the fried egg needs to be controlled well, the toast should be toasted until slightly browned, and the bacon should be fried until the edges curl up.
Although it was just a simple breakfast, Qiao Xinran made it with extra care.
Huang Tian pushed open the door and came out. He was stunned when he saw the breakfast on the table.
"Xinran, did you make this?"
"Hmm—I couldn't sleep this morning, so I just made something quick and easy."
Qiao Xin lowered her head again, her fingers unconsciously twisting the edge of her apron.
I don't know—whether it suits your taste.
Huang Tian went to wash up first, then sat down at the dining table, picked up a fried egg and took a bite.
"good."
Huang Tian smiled and praised, "It tastes better than what you buy outside."
Just that one sentence made Qiao Xin feel as sweet as if she were soaking in a honey pot.
Qiao Xinran suppressed a laugh and whispered, "I'm glad you like it."
Xu Yuan also came out, looking like she hadn't woken up yet, her hair disheveled and hanging over her shoulders.
Seeing the breakfast on the table, Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh, Ranran is being so domestic today?"
"I'll just make something simple."
Qiao Xinran also served Xu Yuan a portion, to prevent her from teasing her again.
"Eat quickly, it'll get cold soon."
Xu Yuan sat down opposite Huang Tian, bypassing Qiao Xinran: "Honey, what are your plans for today?"
"Nothing much, I might go to the gym."
Huang Tian took a sip of milk. "It's been a long time since I've exercised."
"That's perfect. I'll go to the real estate agency later and complete the loan procedures with them."
Xu Yuan looked at Qiao Xinran and smiled as she offered her help, saying, "Ranran, aren't you on the day shift today? Let your husband take you, so you don't have to squeeze onto the subway."
Qiao Xinran nodded gratefully to Xu Yuan and looked at Huang Tian with anticipation.
Huang Tian nodded casually: "Okay, I'll take you there later."
"Thank you, Brother Tian!"
Qiao Xin couldn't hide her excitement in her voice. She quickly ate a bite of breakfast and ran back to her room.
She carefully touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, then changed into a light pink dress and tied her hair into a neat high ponytail.
When she left, Xu Yuan was still wearing her pajamas, leaning against the door frame and waving with a smile.
Be careful on the road!
Qiao Xinran nodded perfunctorily, her heart filled with anticipation for a chance to be alone with Huang Tian.
As Qiao Xinran sat in the passenger seat of the Panamera, her heart began to race.
This was the first time she had ever sat in this seat.
The car interior was very clean, with only a faint leather and citrus scent from the car air freshener.
Qiao Xin fastened her seatbelt again and suddenly remembered a video she had seen on Douyin before.
The video claims that if a girl has a crush on a boy, she will unconsciously lean her legs towards the driver's side when sitting in the passenger seat.
Qiao Xinran glanced at Huang Tian secretly, gently brought her legs together, and then slowly moved to the left.
The light pink skirt rode up slightly with her movements, revealing a section of her fair and beautiful legs.
Huang Tian set up the navigation, turned his head and saw this scene, and immediately smiled knowingly.
He naturally reached out and placed his hand on Qiao Xinran's leg.
She felt the man's warm palm, still rough with calluses, stroking her legs.
Qiao Xinran's body froze instantly.
In particular, the sensation of Huang Tian's fingers gently caressing her legs sent shivers down her spine.
"Ranran, your legs are very beautiful."
Hearing Huang Tian's praise, Qiao Xin blushed so much she felt like she was about to bleed, but she was extremely happy.
What should have been a 30-minute drive from the residential area to the Rosewood Hotel took Huang Tian a full hour.
While the morning rush hour played a part, Huang Tian also deliberately delayed things to some extent.
When they got to the bottom of the Rosewood Hotel, Qiao Xinran's legs were so weak she could barely stand.
Qiao Xinran got out of the car, her legs trembling slightly, and the skin under her skirt glowed an alluring pink.
"Brother Tian, help me up, I'm out of strength."
Qiao Xinran shyly turned to Huang Tian for help.
"I'm taking things down."
There was a gym bag in the trunk, containing a change of clothes and sneakers.
Huang Tian, with Qiao Xinran in his arms, walked into the hotel lobby under the surprised and envious gazes of the doorman.
Qiao Xin's face turned even redder, but she refused to leave Huang Tian's arms.
The sticky feeling made Qiao Xinran feel both ashamed and excited.
Qiao Xin felt a little regretful that she hadn't brought a spare pair of underwear today.
But at the same time, a secret joy welled up inside me.
Huang Tian was indeed interested in her!
that's enough.
Qiao Xinran wasn't afraid that Huang Tian would take advantage of her; she was afraid that Huang Tian wouldn't be interested in her.
Thinking about how badly Xu Yuan had been tortured last night, Qiao Xinran felt a little uneasy.
If Xu Yuan can't hold on, how can she be any better off?
Qiao Xin then remembered that Huang Tian seemed to particularly enjoy leg training.
She had seen it on Xiaohongshu before: "The guy who works out his legs is the one whose girlfriend is happy."
Thinking of this, Qiao Xinran felt another wave of heat in her lower abdomen.
Qiao Xin shook her head again, trying to shake off these messy thoughts.
After parting ways with Huang Tian at the locker room entrance, I quickly went to take a shower.
Although the annual membership at Rosewood Gym is a bit pricey, the environment and service are indeed excellent.
All the equipment is imported, there aren't many people, and it's very private.
Huang Tian changed his clothes, did a ten-minute warm-up, and then began today's training.
He called in his personal trainer, Tian Cong, to guide and assist him in leg training.
Squats, deadlifts, leg presses—
As each movement was performed, beads of sweat dripped down the jawline, and the muscles taut with defined lines as they exerted force.
More than an hour later, Huang Tian took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
Standing in front of the mirror in the locker room, Huang Tian dried his hair, his gaze falling on the green gold Dior bracelet on his wrist.
A watch worth over 400,000 yuan was something he wouldn't have dared to dream of before.
But when Huang Tian looked at himself in the mirror, he suddenly felt that the watch was not good enough for him.
He's worth over 100 million!
Wearing only a watch worth over 400,000 yuan seems rather shabby.
Before, when he only had the privilege of double rebates, he had to be careful with his spending.
But now that there's full reimbursement, all you have to do is have fun.
Huang Tian took out his phone and opened Patek Philippe's official website.
He had only seen this brand of watch online before.
It can easily amount to millions, or even tens of millions.
Huang Tian flipped through the pages, his gaze finally settling on a watch.
Patek Philippe 2025 Limited Edition, Calatrava Minute Repeater.
The watch features an 18ct white gold case with a dark dial, hand-engraved with a horse motif.
Official price: $120 million.
But this is not the point.
The key point is that this watch has a particularly rare limited edition for the Year of the Horse.
There are only two Patek Philippe Master Residences in China, one in Beijing and the other in Shanghai.
Without hesitation, Huang Tian dialed the number of Jingcheng Yuandi.
"Hello, this is Patek Philippe Beijing Residence."
A gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I'd like to order a limited edition Year of the Horse watch. Do you have any in stock?"
Huang Tian said it bluntly.
"Hello sir, may I ask your name?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then the voice became respectful.
"His surname is Huang."
"Mr. Huang, we do have one of these watches in stock right now, but you will need to come to the store in person to complete the purchase. We also need to verify your qualifications. You can add me on WeChat and send me a screenshot of your bank account balance."
"Can."
Huang Tian checked the time. "I'll be in Beijing tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll reserve this watch for you. When would you like to arrive at the store?"
"Around 2 PM tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at the store then."
After hanging up the phone, Huang Tian booked a flight to Beijing for the afternoon.
Business class, 2300.
When making payment, the system displays a prompt.
[The system detected that the host spent 2368 yuan, which has been fully reimbursed.]
Huang Tian then booked a hotel, filtering it from highest to lowest price.
The most expensive room type at the Mandarin Oriental Qianmen is the Beiping Mansion Courtyard.
188888 a night?
Huang Tian decided to see what was going on and paid for a week's room directly.
[The system detected that the host spent 1322216 yuan, which has been fully reimbursed.]
Looking at these two notifications, Huang Tian felt incredibly pleased.
He would be much happier to get full reimbursement than to get double the rebate.
He's worried about losing money when he spends it on women.
But spending money on yourself only brings pleasure and even greater pleasure.
3 PM, Baiyun Airport.
Huang Tian only brought a 20-inch carry-on suitcase, which contained two sets of clothes.
Wealthy people never need to carry large bags when they go out.
If you need anything, just go there and buy it.
After a three-hour flight, the plane landed at the Capital Airport.
There were many people waiting to pick up passengers at the exit.
Huang Tian immediately spotted a driver in a black suit holding a sign with his name on it.
"Mr. Huang, welcome to the capital."
The middle-aged driver warmly took his suitcase and respectfully led the way.
The Mandarin Oriental's limousine is a Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
The car was equipped with bottled water, wet towels, and a small box of exquisite Chinese snacks.
There was some traffic on the road, but the driver drove very steadily.
An hour later, the car stopped near Qianmen Caochang Hutong.
The hotel's facade is unassuming, but once you step inside, it's a completely different world.
It has a traditional courtyard layout, but the interior decoration is modern and luxurious.
The receptionist, dressed in a cheongsam, greeted him with a gentle smile as she checked him in.
"Mr. Huang, welcome to the Mandarin Oriental. Your residence in Beiping is ready, and the butler will escort you there shortly."
The so-called Beiping Mansion is actually a complete independent courtyard house.
The courtyard features blue bricks and gray tiles, a vermilion gate, and pomegranate and crabapple trees.
Pushing open the door revealed a completely different scene.
A modern living room with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a B&O sound system, and a marble bathroom with a built-in jacuzzi.
Tradition and modernity blend perfectly here.
"Mr. Huang, if you need anything during your trip to Beijing, please feel free to call me anytime. I will be at your service 24 hours a day."
The housekeeper left the courtyard, leaving Huang Tian with some private space.
Huang Tian glanced at the time; it was almost eight o'clock.
I took a shower first, then changed into a white Dior short-sleeved shirt and black casual pants—simple yet elegant.
If you come all the way to Beijing and don't visit schools like the Beijing Dance Academy or the Beijing Film Academy, you'd be wasting your airfare.
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