"Thank you, Yan, I really like it." Xu Nianhua gazed at the bag, her eyes filled with delight; not only was the bag beautiful, but more importantly, it represented Su Yan's deep affection as a brother for his little sister.
Hearing this, Su Yan's smile deepened obviously, and he said, "As long as you like it."
"I like the perfume too." Xu Nianhua wasn't just giving a perfunctory reply; she deliberately sprayed a little on her wrist, inhaled its scent, and only then spoke.
"Then I'll buy you another next time."
Just as Su Yan finished speaking, Su Lie sighed beside them and said, "Xiaoyan, you probably don't know that Yicheng has just opened a perfume factory."
"Isn't Yicheng an architect?" Su Yan had never talked about Pei Yicheng with his family or Nianhua, so hearing Su Lie's words out of the blue, he was a bit surprised.
