Private Talk

"Since it's so expensive, we don't want it anymore. Keep it for yourself!"

Qiao Xin's stubborn temper flared. If it was really worth it, she didn't mind spending the money.

It was said that unruly people came from poor mountains and bad rivers. The old saying proved true.

They had only picked a few kilograms worth of fruit, but this person actually asked for more than 2,500 yuan. This was daylight robbery!

"It's fine if you don't want it. Then put it back as though they were untouched. Put these fruits back and you can leave."

"What do you mean? It's already been plucked. How can we put it back?"

"Then there's nothing I can do. You're the ones who picked the items. Naturally, you have to pay for them."

"You!"

"Alright, alright. Beauty, it's just a small matter. There's no need to argue so much with him."

Wang Guanglong walked over and smiled.

"It's just 2,000 yuan. I'll pay for it for you."