C28 It's Not like He's My Uncle

"Oh." Xiang Wange subconsciously felt for her purse and stared at the pitiful trio of furry grandpas with wide eyes. "How much?"

Qin Mochi: "..."

Qi Fei repeated kindly: "99999."

"Is there a mistake? Did they steal the money? "

Qi Fei held back his laughter, "Little Wanwan, the bottle of red wine you drank was called Lafite. It was aged 82."

"But still …" Lafite? F * ck