Wu Sufen was shocked to learn that the three bags she picked out so casually cost more than fifty thousand. She thought these were like the previous items she had bought, costing only a few hundred.
"This, this is too expensive, we better not..." Wu Sufen said.
"It's nothing, Aunt Wu, it's just a small amount, salesperson, wrap them up!" Mei Wenhua pretended to be generous, though his heart was bleeding; there went several months' salary.
However, in order to please Wu Sufen, Mei Wenhua endured it.
"See that, Huihui? Your cousin sure is capable. If my future son-in-law is half as excellent as Wenhua, that would be great." She said not to buy them, but after Mei Wenhua paid for those three luxury bags, Wu Sufen's smile grew more radiant.
Moreover, Wu Sufen's words made it clear that she hoped Zhou Hui could find a boyfriend like Mei Wenhua.
