"Uncle?" Ji Huan was even more confused.
Lin Shu chuckled lightly and said, "Oh, he's a relative of mine."
"And he gave you a credit card to use?" Ji Huan was still dubious.
Lin Shu replied, "My uncle is very good to me, so he's generous about spending money on me."
A typical credit card doesn't usually have a very high limit—thirty thousand, fifty thousand at most. Even if you're relatives, it's unlikely someone would give you a high-limit card to use casually. I mean, if you maxed out tens of thousands, wouldn't they cry their eyes out?
So Ji Huan still said, "Oh… but one credit card won't cover much. I'll buy for you instead."
Lin Shu replied, "Then we'll wait until we've maxed out the limit before looking for you."
Ji Huan agreed to Lin Shu's suggestion, realizing this was a nice way for them to grasp the difference between the wealthy and the average person.
