Just then, in the living room, Su Wanqing heard Wen Ci's boasting and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She sneered, "I wonder if Nurse Wen earns enough to buy a single handbag."
In the 1980s, foreign luxury goods began to enter the market, and extremely expensive handbags became the standard for the wealthy when attending banquets.
"Hm?"
Wen Ci blinked.
'There were already luxury handbags from overseas costing tens of thousands of yuan at this time?'
At this thought, Wen Ci couldn't help but shake her head slightly. 'I really have to keep working hard to make money. The lives of the truly wealthy are just a glimpse of a world I can only imagine.'
Huo Jingyuan's eyes flashed with anger, but his expression was aloof as he said, "Whether my wife earns money or not is none of your business."
He didn't want Su Wanqing's words to discourage Wen Ci.
