Ling Sheng glared at him angrily and was ready to hit him.
Huo Ci compromised. His handsome face was ashen as he gritted his teeth. "I'll buy you ten Hermes bags of the latest design you saw last week."
Ling Sheng slapped his hand away, finally feeling a little proud. She let out a low cough. "There's also a new LV design. I want the red one."
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll buy you one of each color, alright?" Huo Ci heaved a sigh of relief. If his parents found out that he had drunk alcohol with Xiaoqi, they would break his legs.
Xiaoqi looked at Grandpa and then at Mommy. He tilted his head and thought for a long time before he finally regained his senses. He pouted with teary eyes. My heart hurts. Mommy sold her baby for a bag.
Ling Sheng, who was satisfied, stopped complaining. Upon seeing her father's timid look, she wanted to laugh at him. She held in her laughter and asked, "Will you drink with Xiaoqi again in the future?"
