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She was born in poverty, unlike Zeng Sihui, who knew how to use and match luxury goods since she was a child.

She couldn't figure out even more why she spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a bag.

"Niu Niu, a bag is a woman's appearance, and it can't save money. Do you know how many bags I have? I bought at least a hundred of them in the past two years, and many of them are out-of-print items brought back by my uncles and brothers from abroad. I'll send you some more when I go back."

Zeng Sihui put his arm around her shoulder and said. [

Yang Zimei was sweating.

Children from rich families are different. You can spend tens of thousands or even 10,000+ for a bag.

And children from poor families still have to worry about food and clothing.

He couldn't help but think of the misery of his previous life.

In order to earn a few dollars a day, he squatted on the side of the street, like a beggar, dragging passers-by, playing tricks.

If I could meet this cousin at that time, and let her sell a bag casually, I would have a good life.

Seeing her bowing her head in thought, Zeng Sihui thought she was under pressure, "Niuniu, it's only natural for a sister to give something to her sister. I will give it happily, and you can accept it happily. Don't feel any pressure."

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Master Abe is here!"

When Yang Zimei was trying on the shoes, a shop assistant ran in excitedly.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Sihui raised Yang Zimei, "Don't buy it yet, let's go and have a look."

She asked the clerk to keep her things safe for her, and excitedly pulled Yang Zimei out.

Yang Zimei followed her helplessly.

When I reached the stairs, I saw a group of people walking up below.

Walking in the front were two men in black suits with sharp eyes and a strong figure who looked like bodyguards.

Among them, like the stars surrounding the moon, surrounded by a "man" wearing a bright blue suit, with a tall and handsome figure, a handsome face, but with a trace of alienation and indifference.

Yang Zimei recognized at a glance that this was Abe Qiannan. [

He is really handsome, even Zhuge can't match him.

Moreover, his walking steps are extremely masculine. No matter from which angle you look at it, you can't tell that this is a female man disguised as a man.

The shape of his lips is a bit like Sadako's, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, because of his indifferent temperament, it gives people a charming and sexy feeling.

"Master Abe!"

Seeing Abe Qiannan, Zeng Sihui cried out in surprise, and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by the two bodyguards, "Miss, please respect yourself and don't block the way of Master Abe."

Zeng Sihui noticed her abruptness and hurriedly stepped aside, but her gaze was looking at Abe Qiannan obsessively, and she even grabbed Yang Zimei's arm and yelled, "Niuniu, look, isn't he handsome? What a super noble son, I like it so much, do you like it?"

Zeng Sihui's yelling was too loud, which caught Abe Qiannan's attention, so she raised her eyes and glanced at them indifferently.

Being caught by his gaze, Zeng Sihui felt as if she was hit by lightning and flint, and she was about to faint.

Yang Zimei's eyes collided with Abe Qiannan's.

Seeing that her gaze was not as obsessed as other women's, but calm and inquiring, as if trying to see through his disguise and soul, Abe Qiannan couldn't help being slightly surprised, dodged her gaze, and continued Move forward.

"Niuniu, he just looked at me!"

Zeng Sihui excitedly grabbed Yang Zimei's hand, her face was bright red, and her face looked like a nympho.

"Ha ha."

Yang Zimei smiled and looked at Abe Qiannan's back.

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