Looking at the time, it was already past three in the afternoon. Planning to select something at the duty-free shop and then rush to the old house, Qin Yuji urged Chi Jingxuan to hurry.
But Chi Jingxuan wasn't in a hurry, "Let's wait a bit longer, just half an hour."
"Oh."
With a soft response, Qin Yuji found that she had lost the mood to work and immediately started browsing through the websites of the most famous duty-free shops in M City, page after page.
The more she looked, the more she sighed.
They were all flashy but impractical health products, high-end cigarettes, and wines, and even when there was the occasional unique trinket, the price was several hundred times its actual value, which was not cost-effective at all.
If it wasn't for her promise to visit Old Madam Chi at the old house that evening, Qin Yuji almost wished she could immediately book a ticket and fly to Ireland again to visit those small markets she had been to and do some more hunting.
