“Auntie, do you think this is your bag?”
The middle-aged woman did not think that ye Zhuo would be able to snatch the bag back.
She looked at Ye Zhuo in surprise. “Yes, yes, yes! This is my bag!”
Ye Zhuo did not return the bag to her immediately. Instead, he said, “I’m sorry, Auntie. Before I confirm that you are the owner of this bag, I can’t give it to you. Oh right, do you have a cell phone in this bag?”
Ye Zhuo knew this bag.
Because she also had one.
It was a gift from elder Yang.
The official website sold it for seven digits.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said, “Little sister, I know what you mean. Don’t worry. This bag is mine. My cell phone is inside. The cell phone lock is unlocked with my face. Take out your cell phone and Pat it on my face. It will be unlocked.”
Ye Zao nodded. He unzipped the bag and took out his phone. “That’s offensive.”
The phone camera was aimed at the middle-aged woman’s face.
The lock was automatically unlocked.