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She had anticipated all of this.
After listening to the salesperson's introduction, Zhong Feifei was still gaping in astonishment when Yan Zao, smiling, spoke up. "If my cousin can't take so much at once, then leave the rose-pink one for me."
She walked over, reaching out for the rose-pink bag as if she really liked it.
The more she did this, the more Zhong Feifei refused to let her succeed. "Who says I can't afford it?"
Zhong Feifei went over and snatched the bag from Yan Zao's hands, putting it back in its place.
Yan Zao corrected her. "You heard me wrong, I said if you can't take so much."
Zhong Feifei snorted coldly, her disdainful gaze mocking Yan Zao. "Can you afford it? A bag worth millions, and still, aren't you spending my third brother's money?"
She took out her wallet from her bag and pulled out all the cards, "Swipe them."
