Troubled by Having Too Much Money to Spend

The Lamborghini sped along the empty highway, heading to a nearby city. Russell had some things to buy, which was the original plan. Now, taking Jennifer along would also allow him to interact with characters from the storyline, killing two birds with one stone.

Russell knew perfectly well why Jennifer had approached him; love at first sight was impossible, she was purely attracted to his wealth. But that didn't matter; he was also attracted to her looks. As for whether Jennifer would develop feelings for him over time, that was anyone's guess.

"Russell, where are we going?" Jennifer asked, sitting in the passenger seat. She pulled up her short skirt to show off as much of her long legs as possible.

Russell glanced at it indifferently, then looked away and said, "Let's go eat. The hotels in Mug Town won't do."

"Is it because the food isn't good?" Jennifer smiled, knowing Russell wasn't a local, and tried to make herself sound more appealing, "I know two restaurants where the food is delicious, you'll love it."

Russell scoffed. "It's not a matter of whether it tastes good or not, it's a matter of class. I'm so rich, why should I demean myself by eating cheap food!"

Jennifer was dumbfounded, inwardly criticizing Russell's concept of cheap goods; those two were the most expensive restaurants in town.

"Oh, and your outfit..."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my outfit?"

Seeing Russell's furrowed brows, Jennifer tugged at her clothes, a strange sense of inferiority rising within her. Her outfit was a mix-and-match style inspired by fashion magazines; as a student, she naturally couldn't afford designer brands, so everything from her clothes to her shoes were from similar mainstream brands.

In other words, cheap goods!

Russell smiled slightly, "Jennifer, a girl as beautiful as you should be willing to spend money on yourself. Believe me, this outfit doesn't suit you."

"Uh... I'm usually quite frugal. I bought my clothes with money I earned from my part-time job. Also... I'm not picky about what I wear, as long as it fits." Jennifer smiled awkwardly. She wanted to spend money, but she didn't have any.

"It's good to be self-reliant, but I can't. The money I earn from working isn't even enough to cover the gas money for driving back and forth. I can only rely on my rich parents. They told me that if I don't study hard, I'll have to go home and inherit the family business." Russell said with a helpless expression. "Jennifer, if you don't mind, let's go Shopping Center before we eat. Don't worry, I'll pay for everything."

Jennifer's eyes lit up, but wanting to make a good impression, she quickly declined. "No, we've only just met, I can't spend your money."

"It's okay, it's just a small amount of money. If you really care, just think of it as me pursuing you."

Jennifer transformed back into her social queen self, hesitating for a few seconds before smiling radiantly and saying, "Alright, I'll give you a chance to pursue me."

I left school at around 3 p. m. and arrived in the nearby city at 5 p. m., even though the Lamborghini was speeding. Mug Town is too remote.

During the incident, the speeding Lamborghini encountered a highway patrol officer, but Russell stepped on the gas, and the officer could only watch the taillights disappear into the distance.

Jennifer screamed. Russell's behavior seemed cool to her, and she was starting to like him.

Bad men attract women, good men attract cuckolds. Don't blame women for seeking excitement, because tranquility only leads to the withering of flowers!

At the Shopping Center, Russell led Jennifer through the high-end boutiques. Russell didn't even glance at the bargains under four figures, telling Jennifer directly that he had OCD and felt uncomfortable if he didn't spend at least ten thousand dollars in a store.

In a luxury clothing store, Jennifer had changed into a new outfit; the one she had thrown in the trash was now a shock, especially considering the price tag. Besides clothes, Russell had previously taken her to buy designer bags, shoes, lingerie, and cosmetics, leaving behind a series of stylish swipes of his credit card.

"Your boyfriend is really rich!"

The sales assistant's hidden envy satisfied Jennifer's vanity, and she said arrogantly, "It's so-so. If he's in a bad mood, he'll spend more."

The saleswoman looked on with envy and jealousy, secretly cursing her as a bitch. She also wanted to find a rich man, but unfortunately, her looks were limited, and she was destined to only be able to make money standing up.

It took Jennifer two hours to drive there and two hours to walk around the Shopping Center. Normally, she would have been starving by now, but today was different. She was dressed in designer clothes and carrying bags in both hands, ready to keep going even if she didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights.

A blissful feeling washed over Jennifer, and all she could think about was Russell swiping his card. In just two hours, Russell had spent the equivalent of her family's annual income in US dollars, and he didn't seem to care at all. Instead, he complained that Jennifer was too frugal.

Can money buy happiness?

Cannot!

Because being rich is happiness itself!

Jennifer used to think that rich people were happy, then she realized that she couldn't imagine their happiness, and now Russell tells her that rich people are not happy and often worry about having too much money to spend.

Jennifer's heart skipped a beat; she also wanted to be tormented by this kind of trouble, preferably for the rest of her life, until her death!

Jennifer is very self-aware. She knows she can't make a lot of money on her own. She doesn't do well in school, and she's not the type to work hard. She wants a villa, a sports car, maids, and lots of dollars to spend every day. She can only find a rich man.

Fortunately, God is fair. She didn't have her best friend Nidi's intelligence, but she had a pretty face and a hot body that all the girls in school envied.

This is her asset; it would be a disservice to God's favor not to make good use of it!

So after having dinner at a fancy restaurant, Jennifer told Russell that she was too tired from shopping and didn't want to take the bus back to Mug Town.

Russell understood and, after dinner, promptly booked a Presidential Suite. Jennifer then expressed her discomfort sleeping in an unfamiliar environment, and Russell, being a gentleman, decided to stay with her a little longer.

However, this statement is not absolute!

According to biology, male hormones determine that men are significantly stronger than women in terms of muscle strength and bone size. If the difference is too significant, then it can only be the woman.

Around midnight, Russell left the hotel alone, took out a wad of US dollars and waved it around. Soon after, a kind-hearted person came over to help.

Russell stepped on the other person's head and found a weapons shop that ran a shady business. The owner didn't want to do business with strangers, but Russell said he knew someone the owner knew.

Franklin!

The atmosphere at the weapon shop instantly eased. Russell purchased a batch of goods and asked the owner to deliver them to Mug Town the next day. It was a bit far, but that didn't matter; everyone was Franklin's friend, and a friend of a friend is a friend. Since they were friends, this little problem was no problem.

The next day, Jennifer woke up in Russell. She told Russell that she was not a casual person and that since what happened last night had occurred, Russell should take responsibility.

Russell nodded and told Jennifer that he loved only her in the world.

The two drove back to Mug Town, and it was noon again. Jennifer rushed off to class, and Russell also went back to his classroom.

As soon as I entered, the teacher was the same one from yesterday, but I didn't recognize any of the students in the classroom.

"What the hell, is this some kind of paranormal phenomenon?"

[Failure Diary]

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"Uh, who are you?"