Having been shopping this whole afternoon with the aunt-niece pair, Pei Ge felt fatigue course throughout her body.
"Sister Pei Ge, that shop's shoes in front look good. Let's go take a look there!"
She could only lower her head to look at the hoard of shopping bags with expensive labels in her hands with a bitter smile.
These were things that Qin Qitong and Mother Ji had insisted on buying for her despite her repeated objections. She felt resignation regarding the two women.
"I won't be going; you've already bought so many shoes." Pei Ge turned to throw a look of pity to Qi Hui, who was carrying all the 'spoils of war' of the aunt-niece pair.
This big mistress, who doesn't know the sufferings of commoners, has bought so much stuff, yet she still doesn't show any signs of weariness.
"But that brand's design is different!" Qin Qitong happily shrugged.
