It's been N years since I became Harrison's "canary." He spoiled me so much that my appetite grew bigger and bigger. One day, I asked him for pocket money 30 times. Until I was about to ask him for $700,000 to buy a sports car just to show off. Suddenly, a barrage of comments floated before my eyes: [Don't do it! Don't do it, little ancestor! If you spend money like this, what will you do when the female lead appears?] [I know this one! I remember later, the little sister got kicked out for being too greedy and angering the male lead. She ended up homeless, couldn't handle going from luxury to poverty, and got tricked into a scam center. It was so miserable, boohoo...] [Sigh, although Chloe is spoiled, she's truly beautiful. I really can't bear this ending!] Chloe is my name. My heart skipped a beat, and I silently withdrew the hand that was about to send the message. An hour later, Harrison called, his voice deep: "Didn't you want to buy that sports car?" "Why didn't you send me the message?" "Or did someone else already buy it for you?" 1 Harrison rarely spoke so much at once, so hurriedly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but by the end, his voice even sounded a little aggrieved. As a qualified canary, I was very dedicated. So I quickly denied it: "No, no, I didn't buy a sports car." There was a pause on the other end, as if he hadn't expected my answer. After a while, he said: "Why didn't you buy it?" I thought of that super flashy Barbie pink Lamborghini in the dealership. The latest model, my favorite color. My heart was bleeding, but I remained stubborn: "Just... just suddenly didn't want to buy it anymore. That sports car isn't anything special anyway, um, it's just okay..." Heaven knows, when I said the last few words, my tears were about to fall. Goodbye, beloved sports car. Mommy is setting sail tonight. But at this moment, Harrison asked again: "Really?" What to do? It felt like a provocation. As a sugar daddy, he really didn't know how to read the room. Oh right, he couldn't see me right now. The barrage was still constantly educating me about the consequences of my lack of restraint. I was upset and just wanted to end the call early. "Really, really. I have something to do, gotta go." Hanging up the phone, my brain went blank. 2 Harrison spoiling me was known throughout the New York elite circle. He didn't talk much, but he never said no to my requests. Especially when it came to transferring money. At first, I only dared to ask him for pocket money once a month. Now, I could ask him for pocket money thirty times a day. In the morning, I saw a $30,000 diamond necklace and sent a message: [Want this.] Harrison: [Transfer: $30,000] An hour later, I saw a friend posting a famous artist's painting on Instagram, and I was moved again. Me: [Harrison, I like this artist's paintings so much. Want.] Harrison: [Already told the assistant. Ordered twenty first.] [Transfer: $300,000] [Buy other paintings with this money.] By the afternoon, I saw a vacation ad and was mesmerized by the private island in it. Liked and forwarded it immediately. Me: [This island feels perfect for our vacation. Want.] Harrison: [Okay, buy it.] [Transfer: $75,000] [Buy some vacation supplies you like with the rest.] ... Just like that, every day was either "want want want" or "buy buy buy." I could spend hundreds of thousands of Harrison's pocket money in a single day. But he never complained, just kept transferring money. Sometimes, when he didn't transfer money in time because he was busy, I would angrily question if he didn't care about me anymore. Then, Harrison would transfer double the pocket money to me. I felt this was only natural. After all, I was a canary. Canaries naturally cost gold. What's more, for a canary as beautiful as me, what's wrong with spending a little more money? Until I saw the barrage just now. I still didn't think I had a problem. I just loved spending a little money. What was wrong with that? If there was a fault, it was Harrison's fault. Only incapable men would dislike their women spending too much money! Just as I was skeptical about these comments. The next second, a piercing comment flashed before my eyes: [Wow, that sports car was taken by the female lead. Indeed different from the supporting female character. The male lead took the initiative without her even mentioning it.] [I remember later, the little sister was dissatisfied with everything and delusional enough to fight with the female lead for things, which led to that ending...] [Little sister, absolutely do not look out the window. With her temperament, confronting the female lead so early would be suicide.] What female lead? My rebellious spirit rose, and I turned my head to look out the window. In an instant, my blood froze. That Barbie pink Lamborghini stopped right downstairs at the mall, incredibly eye-catching. But even more eye-catching was the charming girl stepping out of the car. Dressed like an heiress, exquisite makeup. I looked down at the white lace V-neck short dress I was wearing. Indeed different from my seductive style. Suddenly, I felt even sadder. Sure enough, men's mouths are deceitful ghosts. Before, Harrison swore that after being with him, everything I liked would be mine. Just because I didn't want to buy that sports car now didn't mean I wouldn't buy it later! How much time had passed, and he so easily bought the car I liked for someone else. Who knew how he would treat me later. Thinking about it, my tears couldn't help but fall. The barrage was right. I had to do something. At least I couldn't end up being kicked out by Harrison, dying penniless in a strange land. I, Chloe, swore to be a woman who sleeps on a pile of money! This wasn't the life I wanted. Wiping away my tears, after thinking it over, I set two directions for myself— Save money, and hoard money. Saving money was to win back Harrison's favor so he wouldn't be annoyed enough to kick me out after the female lead appeared. Hoarding money was so that if I really got kicked out later, at least I wouldn't be homeless. I made up my mind, but taking action was extraordinarily difficult. My heart for buying things was dead, but my hands were still alive. They would still place orders. It was terrifying. Restrain, restrain again. In one afternoon, I still couldn't help swiping my card for tens of thousands of dollars worth of stuff. No, I couldn't go on like this. I gritted my teeth and simply ran to the bank to put my remaining meager savings into a fixed deposit. Then I froze the card Harrison gave me. After doing all this, I ran home again. Started packing up unused items. My habit of loving the new and loathing the old was severe. Old clothes, jewelry, and bags, selling them all on Poshmark could save up a considerable sum of money. Busy left, busy right. I didn't notice the passage of time at all, and even completely forgot about Harrison's existence. Late night fell. The main door creaked. Harrison was back. He looked at me buried in a pile of clothes and jewelry, stunned. After a moment, he asked me stiffly: "Chloe, what's wrong? What are you..." 3 I popped my head out from the fabric, instinctively perfunctory: "Nothing, just tidying up." "You don't need to worry about me, go busy yourself." As my voice fell, the temperature around Harrison seemed to drop a bit. I was completely unaware, still immersed in managing my Poshmark store. Until a man's cough came from behind. Harrison bent down and circled me in his arms. He handed an exquisitely framed catalog into my hands. "This is the catalog just sent from the auction house. See if there's anything you want." What came into view was a V-brand diamond tiara I liked the most. Golden cut, top-quality raw stone. Harrison lowered his eyes and looked at me: "How's this one? Do you like it?" The barrage went crazy at this moment: [Little sister's eyes lit up when she saw the picture. So cute, so cute, let auntie kiss you.] [Still cute? The female supporting character is cruel and greedy. She definitely won't let go of any of these auction items. Not to mention the male lead, even I couldn't stand it...] [Person upstairs, mind your own business about the beauty. You can't stand it because you have no money!] [But honestly, if the female supporting character can restrain herself this time, maybe she can win back some favorability from the male lead and not be kicked out of the house in the end...] [Thinking too much. With Chloe's personality, do you expect her not to buy a single thing?] [...] If it were the past, I would indeed nod vigorously. Only children make choices; I want them all. But now, thinking of that female lead figure at noon, I was truly afraid. Could this be Harrison testing me on purpose? My body couldn't help but stiffen. Seeing no reaction from me, Harrison said again: "If you want it, I'll have the assistant go..." "Don't want it, don't want it! Didn't I already buy a tiara last time..." I forced a smile and shook my head repeatedly. Isn't it just a tiara? Wearing it won't make me taller. Forget it, don't want it means don't want it. "Is that so..." the man murmured with a frown. "What about this one? Want it?" He turned to the next page. It was a set of antique ceramic tea sets, carved with my zodiac animal, the rabbit. Cute and exquisite beyond words. I gritted my teeth, tears almost flowing from the corners of my mouth: "Don't want it. I have a cup to drink water, no need to buy more." Isn't it just a tea set? Drinking from it won't make me live longer. Forget it, forget it, don't want this either. "Then this one, want it?" "Don't want it, don't want it!" ... Harrison frowned and turned more than ten pages in a row. I hardly dared to open my eyes, my teeth were about to shatter. I didn't notice the man's increasingly difficult voice at all. Until the last page. A waist chain encrusted with red and green gems, luxurious and sexy. Beautiful enough to make one breathless. I didn't have this kind of jewelry yet. Like it so much, like it so much, like it so much. My mouth was faster than my brain: "Want it." Doomed! Would Harrison think I was still the same as before? I turned my head to carefully observe his expression. Just wanted to say, it's not like I absolutely have to have it. But I found the corners of his mouth hooked up, and his eyes were full of gentle and relieved smiles. Very happy and satisfied. "Okay, I'll have the assistant buy it." I quietly let out a breath. Seems Harrison isn't that unreasonable. But then again, I only bought this one item from this auction. I've improved a lot, okay? As a canary, I'm proud, I'm proud! Thinking I had become obedient, I never thought Harrison would let me off just like that. Unexpectedly, that night, his emotions seemed more intense than ever, and his movements too. He held my waist, pressing tightly against the bathroom glass. Cold and hot at the same time. He also talked more than usual. Asking me over and over again if I liked him. I wanted to say I liked him, but the figure of the female lead couldn't help but pop up in my mind. My heart was sour and astringent. What is this? Provoking me when there's someone else? But I was a canary with integrity. Voice hoarse, nodding repeatedly: "Like, like..." The man's movements suddenly stopped. It seemed like a long time passed, and yet not long. A kiss fell very lightly on my trembling eyelids. "Then baby... why cry..." Warm fingertips rubbed my eye sockets. I heard a very low sigh. "Go to sleep." With that, he stretched out his long arm. Confining me tightly in his arms. 4 When I woke up again, it was already the next morning. When I went downstairs, breakfast was ready. Harrison sat on one side drinking coffee. Seeing me, he curved his eyes and waved at me. Seeming to have long forgotten the unhappiness of last night. I yawned and walked over, pulled into his arms. "Freshly fried sunny-side-up eggs, want a taste?" Unlike other rich people, Harrison liked to cook. Liked to make all kinds of delicious food to feed me. I was too lazy to move, so I simply nested in his arms the whole time, letting him serve me. Fed full, I kissed his chin ingratiatingly as a reward. Harrison laughed very low. Stuffed something into my hand. Cold and icy. I lowered my head in hindsight. It was a brand new black card! If it were the past, I would definitely jump up happily and cover his face with kisses. But who knew if this was another trap to test me. The barrage also started spamming. [Didn't expect the female supporting character to only want one auction item last time. This time her true colors should be revealed, hehe.] [Who can withstand this test! That's a black card! The male lead is too generous...] [Little sister, come on, bravely refuse bad temptations, start with me!] [Don't care, I can't do it, you do it little sister, bring wealth, bring wealth, bring wealth...] Harrison saw me motionless with my head down and explained: "I saw that previous card was frozen by you. Is it because the balance wasn't enough?" "This new card has the same limit as mine. Spend as much as you want." I took a deep breath, ruthlessly stuffing the card back into Harrison's hand. "No need for a new card. My current money is enough." Closed my eyes, not daring to look at that black card which was like Pandora's box. Harrison shouldn't be too moved now, at least he wouldn't kick me out. Just be fascinated by the sensible me like this, hehe. Looking up. Harrison's face was stiff. Ugly as if he took the wrong medicine. He stared at me and started talking to himself again: "Harrison Group has 30 subsidiaries around the world, total assets about 700 billion. My personal liquid assets exceed 10 billion US dollars, and I have over a hundred properties..." No, who asked? Who exactly asked? Is this a provocation? Perhaps my questioning gaze was too intense, Harrison paused and said: "I mean, I have a lot of money, enough for you to spend. So, why don't you want it?" This time I was silent. I couldn't say it was because the barrage told me that in the future you would kick me out because you couldn't stand me anymore. And the existence of that female lead. Wouldn't saying it be jumping into a fire pit? Don't kick me out on the spot... Holding it in for a long time, I had to bite the bullet and say: "No obligation to explain." "Anyway, I won't spend so much of your money like before." I'm so sensible. Couldn't he be sensible too and ask fewer questions? What a presumptuous guy! Harrison stopped talking. He carried me to the sofa and stood up himself. His figure seemed a bit unstable, swaying slightly. Until he raised his head. Only then did I see his pale face and reddened eyes clearly. Never seen Harrison like this. I subconsciously wanted to say something, "Harrison, I just think..." Before I could finish, I was interrupted by him taking a deep breath. "No need to explain. Where the money is, the love is." Harrison's voice trembled, seeming about to shatter at any moment. "You don't spend my money, do you not love me anymore?" Me: ?? Something's not right? What is he saying? Is this English? Before I could react. With the sound of a door closing, Harrison was gone. The barrage exploded too. [The male lead doesn't feel quite normal. Is this something one can say?] [Is this the world of rich people? I also really want someone to ask me this once...] [Don't understand, anyway my figure is very graceful.] [Luckily, I don't understand English.] [Little sister doesn't spend money and the male lead isn't happy? Possessed? The original plot doesn't seem to be like this...]
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