C85 Poor Guy

Meng Shuran's eyes sparkled as she gazed at a necklace inside the display case.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Lin Hao offered, smiling.

"What good would trying do? Are you planning to buy it for me?" Meng Shuran turned to him, her smile teasing. "That necklace is 150,000 yuan. Have you saved up enough for it yet?"

Instead of responding to Meng Shuran's question