Feng Lin already had a general idea; unless something unexpected happened, all of this must be the doing of Li Lei.
Li Lei's expression feigned surprise as he asked in shock, "Really? A hundred thousand is not a small amount."
"It wasn't me! It wasn't me!"
Tang Qianqian, holding the limited edition handbag, was so anxious she was about to cry.
Her mother had just found a job, where would she find so much money?
Did they have to borrow money again?
"Let me have a look."
Li Lei took the handbag in his hands and examined the marks carefully, "It's ruined, the leather has split open, this handbag is done for."
Upon hearing this, Tang Qianqian's complexion turned even grimmer.
She had previously thought of a solution, which was to borrow money to buy the bag, and then sell it to someone else later.
Even if she ended up with a loss of ten or twenty thousand, it was still barely acceptable.
But now, it seemed like spending a hundred thousand on trash.
