"Xiaolin, do you have bags to appraise?"
"Yes, Elder Gu, they are all here. Please appraise them." With that, Zhang Xiaolin opened the bag, and even though she was accustomed to seeing designer bags, she was startled.
"Whoa... all Hermès, and it's my first time seeing such a spectacular sight."
Elder Gu also peered over and couldn't help but be surprised, though only for a moment. He had handled and appraised countless luxury items, just not so many at once.
Moreover, at first glance, there were no top-tier expensive bags among them.
Both put on gloves and laid out all the bags on the workbench. There were twelve in total. After arranging them, Elder Gu put on his reading glasses and meticulously examined them in order, recording the bags' condition, details, and appraised prices.
The appraisal work for twelve bags was no small feat. Elder Gu spent over an hour to complete it.
"I'm really getting old. After such a short time, my eyes are blurry. Heh!" Elder Gu rubbed his temples, his face showing some fatigue.
"Not at all, Elder Gu. You're not old at all. If you stood on the street, those young heartthrobs would have to step aside, hee hee!"
"You talkative girl, hurry and give this appraisal to our esteemed guest. It's been quite some time." Elder Gu handed the results to Zhang Xiaolin and twisted his stiff neck.
On the other side, Li Haochen was drenched in sweat, his tongue sticking out from exhaustion.
"Damn it, this darn plaza is too big. I've been looking for over an hour and still haven't reached the end." Li Haochen complained, took a couple of gulps of water, and continued searching.
He had just passed a luxury brand store and turned back. He leaned against the glass window, his eyes staring like an alien's, scaring the beautiful woman cleaning the display case inside into patting her chest.
"My wife's supply is running out. Sigh, a whole set costs over a hundred thousand. Damn it, work hard, work hard..." Li Haochen clenched his fist, stared for a moment, then continued looking for Murong Yanran.
It had to be said that this luxury service center was indeed extravagant. Murong Yanran sat in the lounge area, with dedicated staff making pastries and drinks, very thoughtful. Moreover, these pastries and drinks were not ordinary; they were absolutely comparable to those in a five-star hotel.
Murong Yanran calmly sipped her coffee and flipped through luxury magazines, merely looking. Her pursuit of these luxury goods had greatly faded. It wasn't that she didn't want them, but things were different now. She was no longer a princess of the Murong family. Since things were different from before, she had to fit her current identity and not blindly pursue.
"Miss, do these pastries suit your taste?"
Murong Yanran smiled serenely, "They are very good. Has the appraisal been completed?"
"Yes, please take a look." Zhang Xiaolin placed the appraisal report in front of Murong Yanran, awaiting her reply.
Murong Yanran read it very carefully. She had checked the market prices online before coming. After a short while, she put down the appraisal result, "Hmm, it's alright. Let it be."
Zhang Xiaolin rejoiced, thinking that she could earn tens of thousands in commission from this order. She was so happy and excited. "Miss, if there are no issues, you just need to sign this contract. The finance department will transfer the money to your account shortly."
Murong Yanran picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and just as she was about to sign, Li Haochen burst in.
"Wait~"
"Uh... Haochen, why... are you here?" Murong Yanran was stunned, somewhat surprised.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaolin's heart sank. Seeing the commission almost in her grasp, only to be disrupted, she couldn't help but harbor ill feelings and was cursing Li Haochen in her mind.
"Don't sell it, let's go home." Li Haochen grabbed Murong Yanran and was about to pull her out.
Murong Yanran broke free from his hand, quickly picked up the pen, and signed, not giving Li Haochen any time to react.
Li Haochen's face turned dark. Zhang Xiaolin, standing beside them, was beaming. She quickly grabbed the contract and ran off, "Miss, please wait a moment."
"Yanran, why... did you sell it? The coconut jelly shop is making a lot of money now. It will be enough soon." Li Haochen was somewhat accusatory, and even more so at himself.
Murong Yanran walked forward, took Li Haochen's hand, and looked at him affectionately, "My past life was carefree. There were many things I didn't know or understand. I really want to help you share the burden. This is all I can do now, and it's the last time. From now on, I'll rely on you."
"No, you're doing great now, really." Li Haochen said firmly, stroking Murong Yanran's hair, "Don't worry, I will definitely buy the entire Hermès, no... all luxury goods, so you can switch them out every day."
Zhang Xiaolin, who had just returned, was inwardly amused upon hearing this. *Buying Hermès? Buying all luxury goods? Even Bezos wouldn't dare boast so much. You, who relies on your wife, dare to say such things without being ashamed?*
Indeed, in Zhang Xiaolin's eyes, Li Haochen was a kept man. Coupled with this outlandish boast, it further confirmed her speculation. Of course, as a luxury goods customer service representative, her service quality was quite good, so she merely grumbled inwardly.
"Miss, everything is processed, and the money has been transferred. Please check."
Murong Yanran picked up her phone and checked the message, '1,758,000.' She nodded, "Okay, thank you!"
"Haochen, it's all in the card you have." Without further words, this was enough.
"I know."
"Let's go."
"Where to?"
"It's been a long time since we went shopping. Since we're here, let's go look around." With that, she linked her arm through Li Haochen's and walked out with a smile.
As the two walked out of the store, Zhang Xiaolin muttered disdainfully, "So dark, I don't even know what she likes."
Li Haochen and his wife walked slowly through the crowd, envied by many middle-aged uncles. Quite a few deliberately rolled up their sleeves and unbuttoned their collars, revealing their index-finger-thick gold chains.
Suddenly, Murong Yanran saw a shop ahead, her eyes lit up, and she pulled Li Haochen into it.
Looking up, Li Haochen was confused, "Yanran, why are you here? This is all men's clothing."
"Two esteemed guests, welcome to Prada. May I know how I can assist you?"
"Please help my boyfriend choose two suitable outfits. Thank you!"
"Uh?... Yanran......"
Li Haochen was about to say something when he was cut off, "Don't make a sound. Just stand there, like a utility pole. Do as the beauty tells you, understand?"
"Uh?"
The beautiful sales assistant standing by the side wanted to laugh but dared not, holding back with great difficulty, her face turning red. She could only bite her lip hard to stop herself from making a sound.
"O... Okay."
The sales assistant took out a fabric tape measure and looked professional as she measured Li Haochen, pinching here and touching there. Li Haochen had never been treated like this by a girl before. He stood rooted to the spot, his face flushing, his palms covered in sweat.