On the way to the men's section, they passed the ladies' handbag area, where Zhan Moxiao naturally stopped in his tracks, "Go pick a few bags."
Ou Lan glanced at it and was too scared to go in, a single handbag costing hundreds of thousands, so expensive that it was frightening, "Never mind, I don't need bags."
She bought clothes to wear at home for Zhan Moxiao to enjoy, not to wear out, so she certainly didn't need the handbags.
Zhan Moxiao didn't say anything further but instead pulled her into the store and swiftly picked out over a dozen bags for her—clutches, crossbody, single-shoulder, double-shoulder—he chose one of each style for her.
There were too many items to carry, so he couldn't hold them all himself and directly called Li Dan to send someone to help.
Ou Lan watched him do all this with her mouth agape, feeling utterly out of her depth in the world of the wealthy.
