When it comes to clothes, bags and the like, he always buys out-of-season brands. In his words, they are all famous brands anyway, so what's the difference?
If Mu Qingxue wanted something more expensive, she would have to save money for several months before she could buy a luxury item.
For example, a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan.
This bag cost 300,000 yuan. Before, she only dared to look at it. Buying it? She didn't even dare to think about it.
But after this near-death experience, she suddenly figured it out.
Why not buy it? If she likes something, she must buy it.
If she really dies one day, it will be a good thing for others.
She has no money, but Noila Mo has money.
She had enough money to play mahjong, so how could she not have money to buy her a bag? Besides, she hadn't even bought a nice bag in all these years, so what was wrong with buying this one?
The more Mu Qingxue thought about it, the more she felt it made sense. There was no need for her to save money for others. Anyway, there was nothing annoying or bothering right now, so she might as well enjoy herself.
So she asked Mo Beirou for the bag with confidence.
Mo Beirou looked at the price, frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "Xiaoxue, isn't this too expensive? You know your dad doesn't like us spending money on these things. My mother and I only have so much money to spend every month. This bag is really a bit extravagant. Why don't you take a look at other cheaper ones? Other styles are also very beautiful. You don't have to buy this one."
Outside, she really pretended to be rich and generous.
Let everyone outside know that she, Mo Beirou, is the wife of the chairman of the Mu Group. She has a high status and wealth, and everything she uses is the best.
But in reality, she could only calculate her shopping habits, trying to spend the least amount of money and buy the most cost-effective items.
It is impossible to tell these things to outsiders.
But Mu Qingxue was different. She was her daughter, so she could naturally say it.
Mu Qingxue sneered in her heart.
As expected, he usually speaks very nicely, but once money is involved, his expression immediately changes.
It's really hypocritical.
You can think about it in your heart, but you still have to do the surface work.
Besides, she has been eyeing this bag for a long time.
The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. How could she just give up? She had to get this bag no matter what.
Mu Qingxue lowered her head in grievance, clasping her fingers.
“Actually, I don’t really like this bag.”
When Mo Beirou heard Mu Qingxue's words, she curled her lips. She was just about to say that this was right and there was a better time, but her words rang out again.
"It's rare for me to have something I really like, so I thought, could it help me forget that nightmare? The doctor said I was overly stimulated and that I just needed to find something else to distract myself. I thought, I can use it to distract myself, but since you said so, I don't want it. It's okay."
Sure enough, Lin Daiyu is the originator.
What Mu Qingxue said was very similar to what Lin Daiyu said: If I had known he was coming, I would not have come.
When Mo Beirou heard Mu Qingxue's words, the corners of her mouth froze.
Looking at her cheeks that had become much thinner, Mo Beirou was in a dilemma.
She naturally felt distressed that her precious daughter was frightened and wanted her to have a better life.
But this bag is indeed too expensive and beyond her budget.
In the end, family affection takes the place of money.
Forget it, it’s just a bag. Since she wants it, just buy it for her. It’s not something that can’t be returned.
Besides, the shares have been transferred to her name, and there should be dividends after a while.
At that time, they had money.
Now this is nothing.
Thinking of this, the smile returned to Mo Beirou's face.
She touched Mu Qingxue's little face lovingly and said helplessly: "You, you are such a jerk. It's just a bag, mom will buy it for you."
Mu Qingxue's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked straight at Mo Beirou and asked in surprise: "Really, Mom, are you really going to buy it for me?"
Seeing Mu Qingxue acting like a child, Noila Mo couldn't help but smile, "It's just a bag, why are you so happy?"
Mu Qingxue rushed over, kissed Mo Beirou on the face, buried her head in her chest, and said coquettishly: "I am happy because of this bag. Mom bought it for me. It's not because of this bag."
Noila Mo smiled and said, "You kid, you only know how to make me happy."
When Bai You walked into the Mu family, what he saw was the mother and daughter hugging each other, very close to each other.
Haha, you really know how to enjoy yourself.
I don't know how they can feel at ease after doing so many evil things.
They are not afraid that the souls of those they have harmed will come to them in their dreams in the middle of the night to ask for an explanation.
Aunt Zhang looked at Bai You and sighed, wondering how come this kind of thing happened to her again.
Ever since the last time the young lady came here and angered Mr. Mu, he ordered all of them that anyone who appeared here should be kicked out and not allowed to enter this place.
But now, the young lady rushed in angrily without even discussing the matter.
How could she explain this? She didn't know how the mother and daughter would punish her this time.
But these two people were too slow to react. The young lady had been standing here for a long time, but they didn't notice her.
Just when Aunt Zhang was hesitating whether she should remind them, Bai You spoke first.
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