3 Squandering Is Actually a Type of Skill (1/2)

Upon hearing what Hong Dali said, Tang Muxin was initially elated, but her face turned ghastly pale shortly after. Even though she had decided to eventually renege on the engagement from the start, being directly told by Hong Dali that he might not want to marry her even if she were willing to upset her greatly. This was because she had always been admired and treasured by the people around her.

In fact, she had calculated and prepared for all the possible reactions and questions that Hong Dali might have had… except for this. If she said she didn't know how to squander, she would be putting herself up against Hong Dali. If they ended up in a disagreement, he might just cancel the engagement. Then, her family's crisis would not be resolved. But if she said that she knew how to squander, wouldn't that be akin to telling a barefaced lie? In the end, Tang Muxin could only angrily reply, ”I have no idea if I am good at squandering or not because I have never tried it before!”

”Oh, all right then.” Hong Dali had more pressing issues to attend to than wasting time wrangling with this young brat. With an emotionless expression, he said, ”OK, that was all that I needed to know. If there's nothing else, I'll be heading out to squander. You can just hang around here for now.”

”You—” Tang Muxin couldn't believe that Hong Dali would just cast her aside like this. With her looks and family background, the people around her were more than willing to spend their time with her. Yet Hong Dali was clearly isolating her now. Obviously startled, she angrily stamped on the floor and said, ”How can you be so impolite and ungentlemanly? Are you going to just leave me here alone?” She had come here today with the purpose of getting engaged. If word got out that her soon-to-be fiancé had left her by herself and gone out after only exchanging a few words with her, that would surely be very embarrassing for her.

Ha, called it. I knew that she wouldn't allow me to go out by myself. Hong Dali had already predicted that she wouldn't agree. He had already more or less guessed the motives behind the Tang family's engagement proposal, so he knew that it was unlikely that Tang Muxin would let him go out by himself. Hong Dali cheekily said, ”Then come along with me, and we can go out and squander together!” As he spoke, he raised both of his hands up high into the air and declared: ”I'm gonna become the Prodigal King!”1

Tang Muxin's pretty face went ghastly pale with anger, but there was nothing she could do except scold him. ”It is my utmost shame to be associated with a prodigal like you!”

Hong Dali wasn't concerned with how she regarded him. After they left the room, Hong Dali immediately headed over to his mother and extended his hand toward her. ”Give me some money. I am bringing Xinxin out to squander.”

Tang Ruisi coughed violently again. As he was in the unfortunate position of seeking help from the Hong family, he could only pretend not to have understood Hong Dali's words. He waved his hands at Tang Muxin and said, ”Xinxin, go out and enjoy yourself with Dali. I still have some matters to discuss with your Uncle Hong.”

Hong Dali's mother took out a card from her handbag and stuffed it into his hand, then said in a coddling manner, ”Dali, find out what Xinxin likes and buy it for her. There is about 300,000 yuan on the card. If that's not enough, I will get Aunty Liu to transfer more money into it afterward. The PIN is six zeros—be sure to remember that.”

”OK…” Hong Dali took the card from her and shrugged nonchalantly. Then, suddenly, he asked Tang Muxin, who was beside him, ”How much pocket money do you usually get a day?”

Tang Muxin looked away and said, ”I get 500 yuan a day. That's already more than I need.”

”Only that much?” His mother had given him 300,000 yuan just like that, but Tang Muxin only received 500 yuan a day. Hong Dali's nose twitched as he directly stuffed the card into Tang Muxin's dress pocket. ”Take this money as a gift for our initial meeting, then.” After which, he reached out his hand to his mother again and said, ”I have finished spending the money, give me some more.”

His mother looked ludicrously at him, and his father almost spat out the water in his mouth. He quickly took out another card for Hong Dali. ”You brat, take this card, then. The PIN is the same as the other card, six zeros. There should be about 500,000 yuan on it, which should be enough for you to spend as you like.”

Hong Dali took the card from him. It was already close to 8:30 PM now. Taking into account the time required for travel, he estimated that he only had about three hours left to complete his mission. Time waited for no man. Completing his squandering mission and earning those attribute points was the highest priority right now. Without another word, Hong Dali dragged Tang Muxin and walked off. ”We will be leaving now to go squander.”

Tang Muxin said unwillingly, ”You're the one who is going out to squander, not me. I won't be learning that from you.

”This child, sigh…” Hong Dali's father sighed helplessly. Shaking his head, he said with a bitter laugh, ”We've probably spoiled him too much, haha.”

”It's… not really that bad…” Tang Ruisi honestly had no idea how he should react, so he could only give a slight chuckle and not express an opinion. Meanwhile, he had already secretly made up his mind to renege on the engagement once his business got back on track.

Regarding the intentions of Tang Ruisi and his family, Hong Dali had already more or less figured them out. However, he was not totally bothered by this right now. In this current body of his, the attributes of each individual stat were so low that it was almost outrageous. The most important thing right now was to squander away some money to increase his attributes. Otherwise, with a dick half the size of his little pinky… Even if Tang Muxin were to strip herself bare and lay on the bed in front of him, he would probably be unable to do anything about it at all.

Actually, Hong Dali could now understand the pain and anguish of this body's previous owner.