Xia Libing immediately understood what Zhang Qian meant and looked down at the large, old backpack in her arms, that had some worn and tattered edges.
This backpack was initially used by Xiang Kun when he was helping her carry clothes to Citong, and it got left with her because she'd gotten used to using it.
Xia Libing liked using Xiang Kun's big laptop bag. It was large, roomy, comfortable to carry and surprisingly durable. It was much better than using a plastic bag.
Xia Libing looked up to Zhang Qian and said, "The bag you gave me is really nice, but it doesn't hold much, and it's too refined, I don't want to take it on trips." Actually, she had never even used it once. She'd gotten so used to Kun's backpack that she didn't want to use another one. She knew how to frame it in a way that wouldn't upset Zhang Qian.
"Oh, I see." Zhang Qian nodded, grinning, "I thought you didn't like the brand or the style of the bag."
