"If it wasn't for your mother, I wouldn't have spent this money."
Qin Zhiyou, with his legs crossed and hands spread out, seemed to be giving her a serious accounting, "My mom only took you to buy clothes. Even if you didn't spend any money, she couldn't have forced you."
"Come on, she's your mother and she asked, how could I refuse?"
Qin Zhiyou nodded, leaning back in his chair, "I'm being completely logical. First of all, these clothes are for you to wear. Moreover, my mom didn't force you to pay. Even though it's a lot of money, it's your personal choice. You've got no right to demand reimbursement from me. Otherwise, you should ask Ms. Yang and see if she's willing to foot the bill."
Lu Weixi was at a loss for words. She knew this wasn't right, but she didn't know how to argue back.
She glared at the pile of stuff on the bed, the more she looked at it, the angrier she got. She grabbed them and began to head towards the trash can.