Zhao Li had no idea, the moment Jia Yuan heard about the Hermes bag, her eyes lit up.
Girls are always particularly sensitive to these things.
Just the brand itself, Jia Yuan knew was worth a lot.
Although Hao Linlin was never so generous in life, since it was Hermes, Jia Yuan's mind was momentarily blank.
She immediately said, "Mr. Zhao, you shouldn't be too upset. Linlin has been gone for more than three years, and if she has any consciousness in heaven, she surely wouldn't want you to be sad, right?"
Zhao Li sneered, but his tone was exceptionally sorrowful, "Does Miss Jia have time? I can bring the bag to you. It's of no use to me keeping it here; it would be a comfort to return it to its rightful owner."
Jia Yuan went along, saying, "Since that's the case, Mr. Zhao, where shall we meet?"
Seeing this, Zhao Li quickly gave an address.
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Zhao Li and Jia Yuan met in a café.
The moment Jia Yuan appeared, Zhao Li had no impression of her at all.
