Even this month, your minimum wage was deposited into your bank account. Your life seemed like a series of unfortunate events, similar to a character in Russian literature, exhausted by labor and finding comfort only in alcohol.

The only joy in such a life was none other than Jade Leech.

"Oh dear, these are the shoes I expressed interest in last time. Thank you. I never expected to receive such a thoughtful gift from you."

The shoes you gifted him were from a luxury brand, worth more than your month's salary. It was an extravagant gesture, a luxury that could potentially jeopardize your financial stability.

His calm gaze scanned your worn and shabby clothes. Eventually, he softened into a gentle smile.

"Have you had dinner? Since you've always been the one buying meals, please allow me to treat you this time."