He would never need to compare prices and products.
Only someone as poor as she would have to do such a thing.
At this thought, she felt her heart tighten with slight pain.
The rich and the poor were indeed people of two very different worlds.
"Are you tired of shopping? Do you not feel like walking anymore?" Qiao Mianmian had spotted a rest area at this level and asked him gently after some thinking. "Do you want to just wait for me at the rest area? You don't have to continue shopping with me, I will finish my shopping as soon as possible and come to find you afterward."
Mo Yesi just stood quietly at the side when she was browsing through the bags just now.
He also stood silently watching her as the employee was promoting the bag to her.
As he had little to zero understanding about such things, he couldn't even give his opinion or anything.
Just thinking about it made Qiao Mianmian feel so bored.
