How Do You Pamper Your Beloved Wife?

"Cheng Lan, tomorrow's scene is five hundred yuan!" In the brightly lit bar, Qiao Xichen stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of her friend. Her blurred eyes reflected the dazzling surroundings, clear and sharp. "Five hundred? Damn! Qiao Xichen, do you really want no friends for money?" Cheng Lan shouted, his eyes as big as bells. He paused for a moment, then smiled shyly, stepped forward and pinched back Qiao Xichen's two fingers, "Three hundred, three hundred, okay?" Qiao Xichen glanced at her, then said with her thumb and index finger expressionlessly, "Eight hundred!" "Damn!", Cheng...