Have You Got My Permission To Hit My Friend?

These days, every store in the shopping district was brave enough to ask for exorbitant prices. Tang Xinrou thought for a moment. She had never heard of this brand, and she had never seen it before. 

"Is this store newly opened? I don't remember seeing it last time..." 

"If you can't afford it, just say so. Why are you asking so many questions?" A fashionable young girl took off her sunglasses while a group of bodyguards followed behind her.

Tang Xinrou took a glance and rolled her eyes. The stores these days all provided delivery services. All she had to do was leave her address and someone would naturally deliver it to her door.

Yet, this girl was carrying so many bags. Didn't she find it burdensome?

What? Was she trying to show off her wealth?

"That's right, I can't afford it. Are you happy?"

Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes and grabbed Song Yaoyao. "Precious, let's leave."

"Hold on..."