Chapter 21: My assets are just a little bit more

Lin Xiao Xiao said affectionately.

"No problem." Yuchun readily agreed.

The group spent another two hours strolling through Guomao Yudu, buying all sorts of things for the three girls; Xiao Ming would purchase anything they liked without even blinking.

"The stuff in Yudu is of poor quality; I mainly worry about scaring the little girls, otherwise we would have gone to Huangcheng." Xiao Ming said softly.

If Xiao Ming didn't have so much money, his spending level and taste would certainly be that of someone without much money.

But he's too rich, which has spoiled his taste; he looks down on ordinary things.

Especially when it comes to things for his children, he wants to give them everything he considers the best.

After getting to know them over this period, he found that his children's values are still quite sound, and he doesn't worry at all about them becoming spoiled by favoritism.

"Dad, this is too expensive; don't waste money."

When the three girls saw Xiao Ming wanting to buy them bracelets and saw the price was thirty to forty thousand each, they were all shocked.

"No, no, no, no, Uncle, this bracelet is too expensive; I absolutely cannot accept it." Lin Xiao Xiao, also shocked, repeatedly refused.

Previously, Xiao Ming had bought her plenty of clothes and shoes, each costing over a thousand, which she could barely accept.

But this bracelet costs thirty to forty thousand, which is really too expensive.

"It's nothing; this is the first time I'm buying gifts for you three. If you all refuse me, I'd be unhappy."

Lin Xiao Xiao had been wanting to buy some nice accessories and clothing for her daughters for days, but Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun didn't have any nice bracelets or necklaces, or high-end clothes and shoes.

There's no girl who doesn't like to dress herself up beautifully.

Before, the children lacked the means, so being plain wasn't a problem, but now it's different—they have this wealthy father.

No matter what it is, if the children take a liking to it, he will buy it without hesitation.

Just now, he saw the few girls quietly discussing how nice those bracelets looked.

He simply went ahead and bought them, making them a formal gift for the children.

In fact, to him, a thirty- to forty-thousand-dollar bracelet is no different from street‑stall goods, but since the children like it, let's buy it for them to wear.

Buying them hundreds of thousands or even millions worth of jewelry all at once would surely scare the children silly.

Let's just treat this as a transition for the children to accept the fact that he's a multimillionaire.

Immediately afterward, despite the girls' objections, he calmly took out his phone, scanned the code, and bought it.

Seeing their father suddenly make such a grand gesture—buying them bracelets worth over a hundred thousand—yet remain so calm he didn't even blink.

It felt as if he were saying that amount of money wasn't money in their father's eyes.

"I bought it!" Lin Xiao Xiao exclaimed, seeing the bracelet Xiao Ming gave her on her wrist, so happy she couldn't stop smiling: "Uncle, you're too generous!"

She was shocked too, but not as exaggerated as Wen Yuchun and Wen Jingrou today; Xiao Ming could easily afford a Lincoln, so naturally he wouldn't even glance at this amount of money.

"Dad, why are you buying us these? Spending so much money." Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun said, nervous, palms sweating.

Not long ago, the three siblings were daily worried about the rent of a few thousand; just a few days later, they started this high‑spending lifestyle.

This leap is too great; the two sisters simply couldn't adapt to it right away.

"It's fine, Yuchun, Jingru, don't panic." Xiao Ming gave a helpless laugh, then frankly admitted: "Forget it, I won't hide it from you—this amount of money means nothing to me."

"That Lincoln—I told you two it's the boss's car, that I drive for the boss; in fact, I am the boss, and saying so isn't a lie."

"You've also seen Zhao Dequan's attitude toward me; if I were an ordinary civilian, he wouldn't treat me that way."

"My assets are just a little bit more."

Xiao Ming spoke truthfully, though he tried not to sound too exaggerated.

"What?" Wen Jingru and Wen Yuchun exclaimed, standing there dumbfounded.

Xiao Ming patted their shoulders, took the bracelet the waiter handed over, the group had pretty much finished browsing, and he led the few girls back home.

"Uncle, don't forget my friend request."

Lin Xiao Xiao happily accepted the bracelet Xiao Ming gave her, and was thinking of finding a chance to give him a gift in return.

She waved at Xiao Ming and his three daughters with a smile, said goodbye, and each went their own way.

On the way out of the mall, Wen Jingru and Wen Yuchun remained bewildered the whole time, unable to digest Xiao Ming's words.

"Yuchun"

Suddenly, Tian Yuxin, who had been ejected from the mall, ran up opposite Wen Yuchun and respectfully bowed: "Yuchun, I was wrong; please forgive me."

Afterward, she bowed again respectfully to Wen Yuchun and then ran off.

"What's going on?" Wen Yuchun, still not having recovered, became even more confused.

Xiao Ming gave a light smile.

This is obviously Zhao Dequan's doing; seeing that woman's panicked look, she must have been frightened badly by him.

Zhao Dequan is a self‑interested man who doesn't recognize kin; if he wanted to pressure Tian Yuxin, how could a little girl possibly resist?

Tian Yuxin coming to apologize must be at Zhao Dequan's behest.

That old fox—he's basically trying to win him over indirectly!

"Perhaps she's come to her senses, realized her behavior was over the top, and is preparing to turn over a new leaf." Xiao Ming replied calmly.

"What's the point of doing that? She's just a petty troublemaker—not worth the effort."

Xiao Ming said this while opening the car door and letting the two sisters get in.

"Dad, you said this car is yours, so you're the boss." After about five minutes in the car, Wen Yuchun finally processed Xiao Ming's words and said belatedly: "So then, are we still rich young ladies? Our father is a tycoon."

"Hehe, no problem!"

Xiao Ming laughed heartily; seeing the two girls' cute looks, his mood instantly improved.

After half a lifetime of work, seeing his children's happy little faces and being able to dote on them as he wishes, he felt for the first time that his efforts had become truly valuable.

"Then, Dad, exactly how much wealth do you have?" Wen Jingru asked, stunned.

"Well..."

This question left him stumped—he doesn't even know how much wealth he has.

Furthermore, he merely spent over one hundred thousand on the two girls, and that alone shocked them.

If they knew exactly how much wealth he had, let alone anything else, just the fact that he bought the Yuxi Villa District for five or six hundred million would be enough to scare the two girls out of their wits.