"Xiao Yi, this is your honeymoon! We are not holding back!"
The moment she declared it was time to plan the best vacation ever, she had apparently also stated it was time to spend an obscene amount of Mo Yichen's money. I wasn't going to argue.
Shopping was something I absolutely love.
Two bodyguards in black suits trailed behind us, maintaining a respectful distance and looking stern and out of place. They had simply nodded and led us to the most exclusive, high-end mall in the city, a place Yichen apparently owned.
It was a massive shopping spree.
"We start with essentials," Qiao Mei announced, dragging me into 'Le Secret Atelier'.
I had to admit, shopping with a bottomless budget was fun. Qiao Mei and I tore through the racks, grabbing whatever dress we found from Dior and another from Valentino. Qiao Mei was ruthless. She picked out a stunning, backless crimson gown that she insisted was "absolutely necessary for a romantic dinner."
