The aunt sat next to Feng Ruoxue, and with a glance, she immediately noticed the number on the shopping receipt—480,000!
Seeing this receipt, the aunt wanted to cry without tears. This handbag was exactly the one she had always dreamed of owning, but now it was clearly impossible to get it back. At this moment, Feng Ruoxue was hugging that bag tightly, as if she would get irritated with anyone who dared to try taking it from her.
At this time, the uncle shook his head and sighed, "I told you earlier that the bag was real, but you just wouldn't believe me."
The aunt's face turned from pale to red, not knowing what to say.
However, Shu Jie was lacking in perception; at this moment, she snorted, "400,000? Who are you trying to fool!"
