Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 446

Chapter 446: Chapter 447: Let Go of the Golden Son-in-law

Although dressed like a child, everything she wore were from high-end luxury brands. The pink doll-like satchel she was carrying seemed to be a limited edition worldwide.

Even though Shen Yilan was not too invested in such childish handbags, her eye for fashion was not mistaken. It was likely the new limited edition model designed by Kim for this year.

A flash of envy passed through Shen Yilan’s eyes, but she continued to maintain her composure. Turning to look at Di Mingjue, she took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to him, whispering, "Well then, I won’t disturb you two any longer. Here is my card, I am looking forward to your advice."

Di Mingjue reached out as if to take the card but didn’t grab it. Instead, he blocked her hand and, with a cold, expressionless face, said, "I’m sorry, I don’t work in architecture anymore, I have no advice to give."

Without a sidelong glance, he passed by Shen Yilan, his arm securely around Gu Qibao, making her feel as though she were invisible.

Watching the retreating figures of the two, Shen Yilan’s eyes instantly darkened, and she clutched the card in her hand tightly.

Hu Manke, looking annoyed, sized up the backs of the two departing figures. In a rather angry tone, she said to Shen Yilan, "Yilan, did you see that? That brat is carrying Kim’s limited edition bag from this year. There are only three pink versions in the world, the rest are black and white. Crafted by Kim’s chief designer, the official price for the pink version is half a million. Furthermore, her dress and shoes are all top-tier, custom-made brands."

As Hu Manke spoke, her face was full of resentment, the jealousy obvious.

"I know," Shen Yilan crumpled the card in her hand into a ball, her face sullen. "Is half a million that impressive?"

For a lead architect, half a million indeed wasn’t much. She was fully capable of purchasing it.

"Of course I know that half a million isn’t a big deal," Hu Manke spat out bitterly. "But her one bag is worth half a year of our salary. Senior Mingjue must have bought her the bag. I don’t believe that a high school graduate brat could afford a bag like this."

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