"What did you say?!"
Originally intending to thoroughly humiliate Lin Qingxue, but this pauper actually said my limited edition LV bag is fake?!
With a look of disdain and disbelief, she stared at Hao Jian and snorted coldly: "Just because you say it's fake, does that make it fake?!"
As she spoke, she gently caressed her LV bag, casting a mocking glance at Hao Jian, and said: "Have you seen the way you're dressed? Have you even seen an LV bag?"
"Perhaps you haven't even seen one at all?!"
"You call something you've never seen a fake, that's just envy!"
Upon hearing this, Hao Jian rubbed his nose and shrugged, saying: "Say what you want, regardless, your LV bag is a knockoff; it's quite obvious."
This guy intends to argue, huh?!
Ni Rou stared at Hao Jian, suddenly letting out a cold laugh, and said: "Then why don't you tell me, in what way is my LV bag fake?!"
