Nan Wan knew that brand, all the clothes were purely handmade, and each season's new items were custom-made exclusively for YIP, with a hefty price tag.
Even if you have money, you might not be able to buy them.
"I can't afford it," Nan Wan smiled, her dimples showing a faint smile, and decided to just let it go.
Anyway, in his eyes, she should already be a scoundrel and a drunkard, "I'm very poor, otherwise, with such a distinguished status as Mr. Mu, how about not arguing with me?"
The tail of her words lifted in a particularly cheerful tone.
"Not arguing with you?" The curve at Mu Jin Huan's lips didn't decrease, his voice low, "What will you use to exchange for it?"
His peripheral vision swept over the two little ones next to them who were whispering, not focusing on them, so he took a step closer with his long legs.
