Wang Haoran noticed Su Lang and Yang Jingwan going to pay the bill but decided not to follow them. Instead, he found a comfortable spot nearby, anticipating an amusing turn of events.

While waiting, he flashed a playful smile and touched something in his pocket. It was a black card with a matte finish.

…

“Hello, ma’am. The total for the mermaid-style wedding dress and the men’s suit is 1.98 million,” the cashier declared with a smile.

“What? 1.98 million?!” Yang Jingwan hadn’t noticed the price earlier, and upon hearing it, she was genuinely shocked.

She had just received a commission for selling a house last month, and her account held about 1.5 million. Even using all of it wouldn’t be enough to cover this bill.

“Um… I’d like to look at other wedding dresses. I won’t take this one for now,” Yang Jingwan said awkwardly to the cashier.

“This wedding dress suits you perfectly, and it’s already packed. Why the sudden change of heart?” The saleswoman, noticing Yang Jingwan’s expression, quickly caught on.

“Oh, seeing how decisively you were shopping, I assumed you had deep pockets. Turns out you can’t actually afford it,” the saleswoman said with a cynical tone.

Initially, the saleswoman had believed Su Lang and Yang Jingwan were affluent, treating them with courtesy. But her demeanor shifted upon realizing they couldn’t pay.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t notice the price tag earlier. I’m truly sorry,” Yang Jingwan apologized sheepishly.

“You didn’t notice the price tag, but you saw the sparkling diamonds, right? Just looking at those, you should have known it wasn’t cheap, not to mention the gold threads. Did you think those diamonds and gold threads were fake?” the saleswoman continued.

Yang Jingwan wished she could disappear at that moment. She indeed had assumed they were fake.

“It’s just 1.98 million. You think I can’t afford it?” Su Lang, seeing Yang Jingwan distressed, retorted coldly to the saleswoman.

“Su Lang, stop making a scene. Just stop talking,” Yang Jingwan thought he was foolishly overreacting.

“Wife, don’t worry. Since you like this wedding dress, I’ll get it for you, no matter what,” Su Lang assured her.

The saleswoman, having had enough of Su Lang’s earlier attitude, now spoke sarcastically, “Then just buy it already.”

“I’ll buy it, but don’t expect any commission,” Su Lang shot back.

“Like you can afford it. Go on, buy it,” the saleswoman taunted.

“Enough, let me show you…” Su Lang, upset, reached into his pocket for the globally limited Universal Supreme Black Card. But after searching for a while, there was nothing.

“What happened?”

Su Lang was confused. He was certain he had placed it in that pocket. Why was it missing?

He checked another pocket—still nothing. Another pocket—nothing again.

Soon, he had searched all his pockets, even his pants pockets, and found nothing.

Oh no, it must have fallen out!

Su Lang’s expression shifted as he realized this.

He remembered leaving home with the black card. Now that it was gone, it must have fallen out!

As to why he didn’t consider the card stolen?

The reason was simple.

Because he was the War God; how could anyone steal from him?

…

[Ding, the host used the Flying Dragon Stealing Hands to steal the protagonist Su Lang’s black card, causing the protagonist Su Lang’s show-off to fail, earning 500 villain points, reducing Su Lang’s protagonist halo by 20, and increasing the host’s villain halo by 20!]

Wang Haoran received the expected reward.

“What are you doing, scratching an itch? Hurry up and pay the bill,” the saleswoman mocked.

“My Universal Supreme Black Card fell out, so I can’t pay the bill right now. But I’ll definitely come back to pay as soon as I find the card,” Su Lang explained earnestly.

Beside him, Yang Jingwan covered her eyes in embarrassment.

Su Lang was really trying too hard. Even in such a situation, he kept making up stories.

Could Su Lang, someone so unimpressive, really own something like the Universal Supreme Black Card?

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Yang Jingwan couldn’t bear any more of it. She shot a frustrated remark at Su Lang and hurriedly left with her head down.

…

Night fell.

Su Lang returned home on his electric bike.

Yang Jingwan had taken a taxi back, arriving before Su Lang.

Upon returning, she vented to Li Manli and Yang Tai about what had happened at the wedding dress shop.

“You useless fool, it’s bad enough to embarrass yourself, but why drag Jingwan into it? Are you out of your mind?!” Li Manli scolded Su Lang as soon as he walked in.

“Exactly, why take Jingwan to look at wedding dresses when you can’t afford them? What were you thinking?” Yang Tai couldn’t help but criticize.

Yang Jingwan glanced at Su Lang but remained silent. However, if looks could kill, Su Lang would have been dead a thousand times over.

Thinking back to the embarrassment at the wedding dress shop, she felt like pulling her hair out.

“Wife, I can explain. I really have money, but my card just disappeared!” Su Lang tried to explain.

“Enough with your excuses. I think you’re just delusional!” Yang Jingwan retorted angrily. “Forget about the wedding. If you can’t even afford a wedding dress, what’s the point? Let’s get a divorce!”

“I’ll buy the wedding dress as soon as possible, and the wedding will proceed as planned,” Su Lang insisted.

“You have one day. By this time tomorrow, if you haven’t returned with the wedding dress, then forget it. We’ll get a divorce!” Yang Jingwan, fed up, set a condition.

She quickly added, “I want the mermaid-style wedding dress I liked, not a cheaper one!”

“Alright, that one it is.”

“Now that that’s settled, hurry and make dinner. We’re all hungry,” Li Manli directed.

Although divorce seemed inevitable, Li Manli still wanted to extract some benefits from Su Lang.

“Right away,” Su Lang, accustomed to the demands, headed to the kitchen to cook.

“Jingwan, how are things progressing with Young Master Wang?” Li Manli asked discreetly when Su Lang was out of earshot.

“We’re… still just friends,” Yang Jingwan paused before replying.

“I raised you; I can tell when you’re lying. You always fiddle with your clothes when you do,” Li Manli remarked, probing with a lowered voice, “Have you two already…”

Yang Jingwan blushed, aware of her habit, and replied, “Not that far yet.”

“Really?” Li Manli looked doubtful.

“Really, nothing happened!” Yang Jingwan insisted.

“You silly girl, why don’t you take the first step?” Li Manli said, disappointed.

“Mom, just stop worrying. Anyway, things are… really good between us.”

As Yang Jingwan spoke, memories surfaced, causing her face to flush.

Still, she noticed her mouth was slightly sore, and her throat felt a bit uncomfortable.