A Priceless Gift

That evening, Zhang Yang took Bei Wei and the others to dinner at the Zhuozhan Center, and then went straight to the Jaeger-LeCoultre Jaeger-LeCoultre in Zhuozhan.

"Brother-in-law, are you buying another watch?" Bei Jiajia asked curiously.

"I'll buy one as a gift," Zhang Yang said casually.

He just looked at Xiao Wen's WeChat Moments again and saw the model of the watch.

Frankly speaking, for Wen Yu to wear a watch worth millions is a bit too ostentatious, considering that many of his friends in Beijing's elite circles, whose families have assets in the tens of billions, only wear watches worth around three to five million.

It's not that they can't afford more expensive ones, but everything has to be based on a balance between ability and resources. If you don't have the ability, forcing yourself to do something you're not qualified for will only make you a laughing stock.

Of course, if it's simply because you like it, that's an exception.

Upon entering the store, Zhang Yang approached a salesperson and inquired about the watch.

"This one?" The shop assistant leaned over to take a look, then gently shook her head. "We don't have this one in stock right now."

"Not yet?" Zhang Yang blinked, looked around, and then pointed to the shop window that was being displayed to the public.

What kind is that?

"That's from Jaeger-LeCoultre's Master Heritage collection," the sales assistant enthusiastically explained.

It turns out that the display window showcasing the store's prized possession is a Jaeger- Jaeger-LeCoultre spherical tourbillon Westminster minute repeater perpetual calendar watch.

In terms of price, it's no less expensive than the one Zhang Yang asked about, costing a full nine million, nearly ten million.

"Let me see it," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

What a coincidence! Isn't nine million even better? After all, the system stipulates a limit of ten million. In addition to reimbursing everything within ten million, he would also receive an extra cash rebate of the same amount in his account.

Of course, the more expensive the better.

As for whether Xiao Wen would feel embarrassed to wear something so expensive out in public, that's not something he's considering.

"Okay." Without the slightest hesitation, the saleswoman quickly put on white gloves and went to retrieve the watch.

The reason she didn't hesitate at all was because she saw the Patek Philippe on Zhang Yang's wrist that had been auctioned off. Compared to that Patek Philippe, the Jaeger-LeCoultre -Patek Philippe, which was only a fraction of its price, was nothing.

"A watch worth nearly ten million, who's going to get it?" Bei Jiajia leaned closer to look, exclaiming in surprise.

Fortunately, she had seen enough of the world since she met Zhang Yang, so she didn't lose her composure at this moment.

"What do you think? You got a free bargain?" Zhang Yang glanced at Bei Jiajia with amusement, then his gaze fell on the watch that had just been handed to him.

A watch costing nearly ten million is naturally extremely exquisite and complex.

The watch before me, with its sapphire crystal glass, spherical tourbillon rotating around two axes, Westminster minute repeater, and 18K white gold case, perfectly embodies its uniqueness.

Zhang Yang only glanced at it briefly before deciding to buy it.

Since the system pays, he doesn't have to spend a single penny. Plus, there's an extra cashback bonus. What's there to hesitate about?

"This one will do."

The shop assistants who had been waiting silently by the side were instantly overjoyed, and the entire store erupted in excitement.

"This way, sir."

"Please have a seat, please have a seat. What would you like to drink? I'll go get the invoice for you."

Several shop assistants quickly gathered around, some serving tea and water, others issuing invoices, and a group of people bustling about.

Zhang Yang sat leisurely, watching them busy themselves.

"Brother-in-law, you didn't give this watch to Wen Yu, did you?" Bei Jiajia finally came to her senses and exclaimed, "Even if you didn't want to take advantage of him, there was no need to give him a watch worth nearly ten million! My God!"

Is it possible to give away a watch worth ten million?

I gave away a watch worth ten million!

Her head was buzzing.

Let alone a ten-million-dollar watch, even a ten-million-dollar house would be enough to make her dizzy. And now, Zhang Yang is casually giving away a ten-million-dollar watch; this generosity is simply...

She was shocked, and at the same time, she couldn't understand it.

"What do you know?" Zhang Yang smiled, naturally there was nothing to explain.

A few moments later, the shop assistants busied themselves, issuing invoices, processing payments, and completing all the formalities in one go. The Jaeger-LeCoultre, worth over nine million yuan, was then delivered to Zhang Yang.

After Zhang Yang spent over nine million, the system instantly reimbursed him for over nine million, and also gave him an additional cash bonus of nearly ten million.

In other words, he bought the watch without spending a single penny and even made nearly ten million more.

This feeling is, of course, incredibly exhilarating.

"Oh right, I almost forgot." In a great mood, Zhang Yang looked at Bei Wei and said, "Everyone gets a share, so you can pick something out too, um, under a million."

Bei Jiajia was still in shock when she heard these words and immediately came to her senses.

"Another million?! Brother-in-law, is money just a number to you now...?"

"Isn't that an exaggeration?" Zhang Yang glanced at her.

"Still won't admit it? It feels like this 'splurging money' thing was invented just for you!" Bei Jiajia ran to Bei Wei's side, shaking her arm incessantly. "Sis, get moving! Your husband wants you to buy something under a million! Hurry up!"

She was even more anxious than her sister.

Bei Wei rolled her eyes at Bei Jiajia and pulled her arm away from her grasp.

"What are you buying? Why do you seem more anxious than I am?"

"I'm just... I'm just worried about you, aren't I?" Bei Jiajia denied it shyly. "Look, your brother-in-law gives away watches worth tens of millions... and you're still here without a care in the world."

"Stop talking nonsense." Bei Wei gently patted Bei Jiajia, then turned and hugged Zhang Yang's arm. "Honey, shall we go?"

"Huh? You're not buying anything?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

"What, do I have to share with everyone who sees it?!" Bei Wei said with a smile, "I'm your girlfriend, of course I want to save you money."

"Saving me money?" Zhang Yang smiled and gently ruffled Bei Wei's hair. "Okay, it's fine if you don't spend any money. Then I'll save it. Hmm, I'll give you pocket money later."

Bei Jiajia stood by, watching longingly, not knowing what to say.

"Sis, if you don't want to use it, I'll do it for you, really."

Both of them looked over at the same time.

Immediately, Bei Jiajia's face flushed red. "I... I just said it casually. By the way, brother-in-law, you said everyone gets a share, so do I get a small gift?"

Her eyes shone with anticipation, and she felt that as the younger sister-in-law, she should at least benefit from it, right?

"I haven't even punished you yet, and you're already asking for more." Zhang Yang chuckled, deliberately ignoring his cheap sister-in-law.

"Huh?" Bei Jiajia was dumbfounded.

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A moment later, Zhang Yang and Bei Wei were chatting and laughing as they strolled through the mall.

Bei Jiajia followed along dejectedly, muttering to herself a thousand times.

"Hmph, you stingy brother-in-law! He casually gives away things worth ten million, but I can't even get a small gift."

"What's the use of being handsome if you're so stingy with your sister-in-law..."

Zhang Yang was walking along peacefully when suddenly his nose itched, and he almost sneezed.

Who's talking about me?

He glanced back at the sullen Bei Jiajia, then waved.

"What?" Bei Jiajia stepped forward.

"Not calling me brother-in-law anymore?" Zhang Yang asked, amused. "Say it to me."

"I'll get no candy if I call him," Bei Jiajia muttered, but still obediently called him "brother-in-law."

Bei Wei chuckled softly to herself.

"Reality." Zhang Yang waved his hand, stopping teasing her. "Alright, go pick something out yourself."

As for the price, he didn't say. He knew Bei Jiajia quite well on this point, knowing that she was still very sensible at times.

Upon hearing this, Bei Jiajia was slightly taken aback, but then her gloomy expression vanished instantly, and her eyes lit up.

"Real?"

"We won't wait until it's too late," Zhang Yang said.

"Long live brother-in-law!" Bei Jiajia cheered immediately, almost hugging him, but fortunately Bei Wei was still in front of her, and she quickly suppressed her excitement. "Then I'll go choose now."

Not far away is the Tiffany & Co. store in the Zhuozhan Center.

After calming herself down, Bei Jiajia jogged into the store.

Zhang Yang and Bei Wei exchanged a glance and followed them inside.

Inside the store, after browsing for a while, Bei Jiajia took a liking to a diamond-encrusted necklace that cost over 30,000 yuan.

"Brother-in-law, is it pretty?"

She put on the necklace, stood in front of Zhang Yang, and displayed it with a slightly shy air.

"Hmm." Zhang Yang glanced at it and nodded.

To be fair, like her sister Bei Wei, Bei Jiajia has fair, delicate, and flawless skin. The Tiffany & Co. necklace looks quite fitting on her long, slender neck.

"Then let's have this one, okay, brother-in-law?" Bei Jiajia asked expectantly.

"Okay, let's go with this one," Zhang Yang said casually.

With Zhang Yang's approval, Bei Jiajia happily handed the items to the shop assistant to fill out the receipt.

Later that evening, the three of them returned home, having had their fill of fun.

Tonight is their last day in Harbin, and Zhang Yang and Bei Wei are both enjoying their night Harbin.

Inside the Ritz-Carlton suite, the interior is warm and inviting.

After taking a shower, Bei Wei, wearing a nightgown that barely covered her pert bottom, lay on the bed, engrossed in looking at a travel guide and checking the weather.

Not far away, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, lies the night view of the Harbin, shrouded in ice and snow.

"It seems there's a really high chance we'll see the aurora." Bei Wei turned around, her excitement barely concealed.

"I hope we can see it." Zhang Yang sat naturally on the edge of the bed and covered it with his hand. "If we can't see it, then we'll go somewhere where we can see it— the Arctic, Iceland, there's bound to be a place where we can see it."

Bei Wei smiled and stood up, taking Zhang Yang's hand and placing it on her chest.

"Honey..." she kissed him lightly, "I'm saying something from the bottom of my heart, but you're not allowed to laugh at me or say it's cheesy."

"I won't laugh at you." Zhang Yang felt the heat and softness in his palm. "Go ahead and say it."

"Actually, it's not a big deal if we can't see the aurora." Bei Wei bit her lip, leaned close to Zhang Yang's ear, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Because... every day I see you, it's like the aurora is streaking across the night sky..."

The breath near my ear was hot, and I felt a slight tingling sensation.

"You?" He looked at him, somewhat taken aback.

The sweet girl's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes clearly revealed something indescribable.

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The next morning, Zhang Yang and Bei Wei got up early.

Since their flight was in the afternoon, the two weren't in a hurry and decided not to call anyone, allowing themselves to relax and experience the local customs and culture of Harbin.

It wasn't until almost noon that they called Bei Jiajia together to attend the farewell banquet that Wen Yu had prepared for them.

"Brother Zhang, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Wen Wan. She just returned from Dalian." At the table, Wen Yu also introduced a pretty young woman who bore a resemblance to him. "Wen Wan, greet her!"

The girl named Wen Wan kept glancing at Zhang Yang.

"Brother Zhang, I toast you."

She raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The girl's tone was stiff, Zhang Yang could clearly sense that she seemed to have some reservations about him.

That's really strange...

However, feelings are just feelings; her Wen Wan demeanor was impeccable, and her speech was quite polite, with nothing impolite about it.

Perhaps, it's just my personality.

Zhang Yang didn't pay much attention, and just drank and chatted with Wen Yu. When the meal came to an end, it was finally time to say goodbye.

"Brother Zhang, I've been drinking, so I won't go to the airport with you. The driver is waiting outside." Wen Yu repeatedly said, "You're going to Mohe. My friend is waiting for you at the airport after you land. Just meet him directly. I've already explained everything, and he's arranged everything for you. You and your wife can just have a good time."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble." Zhang Yang nodded.

The group walked out of the hotel and stood by the roadside, where the Phantom that Wen Yu had arranged in advance was waiting.

"Brother Zhang, please." He stepped forward, bent down, and opened the car door.

Beside her, Wen Wan frowned imperceptibly, but said nothing.

Bei Wei and Bei Jiajia boarded the bus one after the other, with Zhang Yang being the last.

Before getting on the bus, he looked back, as if he had thought of something.

"Oh, right." He casually handed something to Wen Yu. "I saw this while shopping yesterday, a little gift for you."

"Brother, you're too kind... Why are you giving me a gift?" Wen Yu thanked him repeatedly without even looking at the gift.

"No need to thank me, it's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it. See you later." Zhang Yang waved his hand and closed the car door.

A moment later, the Phantom disappeared into the traffic.

Once the car had disappeared from sight, Wen Wan was standing to the side, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Bro, is it really necessary? You're acting like a lackey. Look how much you were licking my boots just now."

"No... what did I tell you before I came? Have you forgotten?" Wen Yu frowned and looked at Wen Wan with displeasure. "Look at your expression and face at the dinner table. Do you think your brother won't get angry?"

"You always talk about me like that." Wen Wan pouted. "Yes, you did say this person has a powerful background and abundant assets, so it's understandable that you're enthusiastic. But, after all, you don't have much interaction. Is it really necessary for you to make that kind of promise to Dad just to befriend this person... that's too much of a sacrifice."

"You don't need to worry about it," Wen Yu waved his hand dismissively.

"And what was that gift he gave you at the mall? With his immense wealth, all he gave you was something he saw at the mall?" Wen Wan glanced at the shopping bag in Wen Yu's hand.

"You're so rude! A gift is a token of affection, and affection is priceless, don't you understand?" Wen Yu said, opening the bag in her hand. "Anything Brother Zhang gives me, no matter what it is, is priceless."

As he spoke, he took the items out.

Both of them were stunned when they saw what was in front of them.

"This is... Jaeger- Jaeger-LeCoultre?" Wen Yu recognized the item in his hand at a glance.

He hesitated before opening the watch box in his hand.

Under the sunlight, inside the watch box, a top-tier work of art, crafted with the Jaeger-LeCoultre -LeCoultre's Master Grande Collection, exudes an indescribable and breathtaking beauty.

Immediately, my heart began to pound wildly.

"This... this is..."

Wen Wan stood to the side, watching the falling receipt, and couldn't help but bend down to pick it up, then glanced at it as well.

On the receipt, a string of numbers was glaringly obvious.

"Nine million five hundred and eighty thousand?" she exclaimed in shock, then looked at Wen Yu, her voice trembling, "Brother..."