"Bought it."
"Bought it?" Lu Yin quickly understood, he must be giving it to someone, right?
He lowered his eyes, glanced at the clothes he was wearing, and suddenly felt a bit disdainful, "For Weng Yan?"
"Glad you know." Lin Qinqin reached out her hand without any pretense, "The trousers and shirt together total twenty-three thousand, pay up."
Pay up?
Since when did she become so tacky?
Lu Yin snorted, his tall figure slanted against the door frame, he looked up and glanced at her, "Twenty-three thousand? You can still give these clothes as a gift at that price?"
"Do you think everyone is as vain as you? Besides, it's the thought that counts, don't you get it?"
What's wrong with a cheap price, what's wrong with twenty-three thousand?
Is that price really so cheap?
Ridiculous!
Really makes people want to beat him up, he talks so much!
"Got it, Weng Yan is just right to wear these twenty-three thousand clothes and pants."
