The man stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at her, "Are you implying that I can't afford to buy a few outfits?"
"I'm not saying you can't afford it, but I currently don't have any money."
She didn't have a cent on her right now. When she was kidnapped and brought here, she had a few hundred dollars when she left the house, but she didn't know if she'd lost it or if it had been taken by those people. Anyway, she had no money now.
Forget buying clothes, she couldn't even afford a bottle of water.
Xi Mohan glanced at her indifferently, then simply took her hand and walked into the store.
Ning Wan was pulled along by him and originally wanted to say something else, but when she saw the man with a cold face, all the words caught in her throat.
As they entered the store, an elegant Western woman came up immediately, speaking authentic French.
Ning Wan stood beside Xi Mohan, utterly confused, not understanding a word.
