Sun Jiajia had a superior smile on her face, "Why so polite? I know your family situation isn't great, and you can't afford high-end cosmetics. A woman must use good products to treat herself right. Everything is so expensive in this mall; you shouldn't have come. My boyfriend's dad is a director, and we are quite wealthy. A bottle of perfume is nothing for me to give."
Hearing Sun Jiajia praise him, Chen Yonghao laughed flatteringly and adjusted his glasses, "It's no big deal, just a bottle of perfume."
Ding Keke slightly wrinkled her nose but said nothing.
Sun Jiajia glanced at the cosmetics counter. Women have similar tastes, and she immediately noticed that nearly ten-thousand-dollar Chanel No.9, "How much is that bottle of perfume?"
The beautiful shop assistant smiled and replied, "9999 yuan."
