The girl looked disdainful. "At least he dares to brag about a purchase like this. Do you? If you're so capable, why don't you boast and buy me a bag worth 0.1 Yuan?"

The man gritted his teeth, ready to go all in. "Fine, let's go in and buy one."

With that, the two of them followed Xia Liang's footsteps into the Prada Store. The store didn't only sell handbags; they also had suitcases, shoes, and clothes, but Prada was most famous for its handbags.

Xia Liang and Su Yi casually strolled around the store. The couple from the entrance followed them in, heading straight for the designer handbag section. After deciding to buy his girlfriend a bag, the man's demeanor became arrogant. He pointed to a bag hanging on the wall and said to the sales associate, "Bring that bag down for me. I'll pay by card."

As he spoke, the man took out his bank card and handed it to the sales associate. The sales associate respectfully took the card, processed the payment, and then handed the handbag to the man. "Sir, your total is 0.12 Yuan. Please take your card."

Taking the card and bag, the man confidently stuffed the handbag into his girlfriend's hands. "Take it. See how good I am to you?"

The girl picked up the much-desired handbag and inspected it carefully, her face beaming with satisfaction. "This bag is really nice! You're so good to me, hubby."

A smile spread across the man's face; this was the first time his girlfriend had called him 'hubby' in public. The power of a designer bag really is something else.

"So, how are you going to reward me?" he asked.

The girl replied shyly, "I'll thank you in any way you want. Let's go home."

The man's face lit up with joy. Looks like today's my lucky day.

Just as he was about to take his girlfriend home, he spotted Xia Liang and Su Yi, who were still browsing, and suddenly changed his mind. "Isn't that the guy who said he earns a few thousand Yuan a month? Let's see what he ends up buying."

The girl nodded in agreement, equally curious about what Xia Liang would buy for Su Yi.

Xia Liang, however, hadn't noticed the couple. The earlier exchange was just a minor incident, not worth his attention. After browsing for a while, he asked Su Yi, "Do you like anything?"

Su Yi shook her head. "I just got a bag earlier; that's enough for me."

"We're already out shopping. How could we leave without buying anything?" Xia Liang turned and spoke to a nearby sales associate. "Do you have any nicer bags that would match my girlfriend's temperament?"

Sales associates in luxury stores are experts at reading people. She quickly gauged a lot from Xia Liang's words. It was easy to judge a person's spending power by their demeanor and tone. When the sales associate then noticed the bag Su Yi was carrying, she was inwardly shocked, and her attitude became incredibly enthusiastic.

"Sir, we recently received a batch of limited-edition handbags from Italy, all handcrafted by master designers. A few of them would suit your girlfriend's temperament perfectly. I'll fetch them for you." With that, the sales associate hurried over to open a safe, took out three handbags, and laid them on the table. "These three are our latest models from Italy."

Xia Liang said to Su Yi, "Try them on. See which one you like."

Su Yi nodded and began trying on each of the bags from the table.

The sales associate exclaimed with admiration, "Sir, your girlfriend has a wonderful temperament. These bags seem as if they were tailor-made for her."

Xia Liang didn't dispute her words. Su Yi is pure and pretty, so she naturally makes any bag look good. If an ugly person were carrying it, it would be a complete waste. The classic case of the model's photo versus the customer's photo.

The girl spying on Xia Liang's shopping had stars in her eyes. "Those three bags are so pretty! I really want one."

A pang of dread shot through the man's heart, and he blurted out in a panic, "You just bought a bag, don't tell me you want another one? I don't have the money to buy you another this month."

The girl let out an awkward laugh. "I just think they're pretty. I didn't say you had to buy them, why are you getting so worked up?"

In just a moment, Su Yi had tried on all three bags, her face showing a conflicted expression. "The white one matches my current outfit perfectly, but that pink one is so cute... Help me pick one."

Xia Liang waved his hand casually. "Then just take them all. How much is the total?"

At first, Su Yi thought it might be too extravagant, but when she remembered Xia Liang's net worth, she held her tongue.

The sales associate smiled and began to introduce one of the models. "Sir, this ladies' leather fashion shoulder bag with a chain strap was designed by the famous Italian designer R. It's one of his most outstanding creations, with a price of 0.8 Yuan. This one..."

Before the sales associate could finish, she was interrupted by Su Yi's shriek. "This bag costs 0.8 Yuan? That's too expensive! We're not buying it."

With that, Su Yi started pulling Xia Liang toward the exit. I thought it would be around 0.08 Yuan, not ten times that!

Xia Liang knew nothing about designer bags. He had no idea that top-tier luxury items could cost several Yuan, or even tens of Yuan.

The other customers in the store were also startled and came over to see what a 0.8-Yuan bag looked like. They weren't surprised by Su Yi's outburst; what normal person could afford a bag that expensive?

The couple observing Xia Liang also looked shocked. A single bag costs 0.8 Yuan? Not even one made of gold would be that expensive, right?

The man then said disdainfully, "Didn't he say he makes a few thousand Yuan a month? How can he not even afford a bag?"

The girl laughed. "Maybe he meant Zimbabwean dollars. He was just boasting, did you actually take him seriously?"

The sales associate was momentarily confused. Based on my judgment of their financial status, they should find this bag cheap. Why would they say it's expensive? What is going on? "Madam, the custom Hermes bag you are carrying is worth 10 Yuan. How could our bags here be considered expensive?"

Su Yi was stunned. She glanced at the gift bag she had just received from the commercial district, her voice filled with disbelief. "No way... This bag is worth 10 Yuan?"

The people around them gasped in astonishment. They had just been curious about what a 0.8-Yuan bag looked like, and now they find out this girl was carrying a 10-Yuan bag? That's not a bag she's carrying, that's a whole gold mine on her shoulder!

The sales associate nodded earnestly. "If this bag isn't a fake, then it's definitely worth 10 Yuan."

Su Yi was flabbergasted. I don't even know how to describe this feeling. This is just outrageous.

Xia Liang, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. "They're just a few bags. If you like them, just buy them."

Upon hearing these words, everyone in the Prada Store looked at Xia Liang differently. Three bags, with one costing 0.8 Yuan and the other two from the same tier appearing just as valuable, were certainly worth at least 2 Yuan combined. To casually say they're 'just a few bags'... Is he showing off, or is he truly that wealthy?

Any doubts the onlookers had about the authenticity of Su Yi's bag vanished. Someone who could afford to spend 2 Yuan on genuine items certainly wouldn't embarrass himself by carrying a 10-Yuan fake. Wouldn't that be just slapping his own face?

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