Due to Lin Beishan's company's recent poor performance,
and the ineffective benefits, he had also conceived the idea to reduce Gu Feier's allowance.
But this was met with resolute opposition from Gu Feier.
Lin Beishan looked at her and said, "I give you fifty thousand a month now. What more could you want? That's hundreds of thousands a year."
Gu Feier retorted, "I don't care. When you first brought it up, it was a hundred thousand a month. Now you've cut it in half. How do you expect me to live?"
"You're funny, Gu Feier," Lin Beishan frowned and asked, "You can't live on fifty thousand a month?"
"A single bag costs me ten or twenty thousand. How do you expect me to live?" Gu Feier shot back.
Lin Beishan then criticized, "Do you really need to buy a bag every month?"
"It's none of your business. I agreed to be your mistress for that hundred thousand a month," Gu Feier saw her chance and added, "Either you give me a million right now, and I'll leave you with no further ties."