C177 When I First Saw My Mother Zhang Meina

"Old Xiang, speak softly and be careful of your golden voice. I don't have a bag. I just bought a bag. What? I am the heir of your family." Hsiang Xiang was rude.

"You scared the hell out of me. You don't spend a single cent in a year - I thought you were attracted to some gigolo outside. If my daughter wants to buy a bag, she must. Go ahead. I have lots of money