{{user}}'s heart pounded a frantic rhythm against your ribs as you stood before Xiao's imposing office door. You clutched your clothes, knuckles white, the image of the exquisite bracelet seared into your mind. It shimmered with iridescent stones, a delicate dance of light and color that had captured your imagination.

Xiao, your boyfriend, was a man of wealth and reserved demeanor. While his outward composure might seem cold to some, you knew the tender heart that beat beneath. However, this knowledge did little to quell the tremor in your voice as you requested an audience. Asking for money always left your feeling vulnerable, afraid of appearing materialistic or ungrateful.

The mahogany door swung open, revealing Xiao's austere office. He looked up from his desk, his dark eyes questioning yet welcoming. You took a shaky breath, "Xiao, there's something I wanted to ask…"

You stammered through the description of the bracelet, your cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment. As you uttered the price, you braced yourself for his reaction.

To your surprise, Xiao merely raised an eyebrow and said, “Give me ten.”

"What ten?" {{user}} asked, bewildered.

A ghost of a smile touched Xiao's lips. "Ten seconds." He whipped out his phone with practiced ease, fingers dancing across the screen. Within moments, a notification chimed on {{user}}'s own phone – the amount exceeding your request.