The hairpin was certainly expensive, but the price meant nothing given Lu Xingzhi's financial capabilities.
Jiang Yao could not help but slap Lu Xingzhi on his wrist when she remembered that the hairpin fetched tens of thousands. "You prodigal boy!"
If she knew that this would happen, she would not say that she liked it.
It was just a hairpin, an impractical accessory. It certainly looked beautiful but there were only so many occasions where it could be worn.
"Don't you like it?" Lu Xingzhi was serious. "It's rare for you to see something you like. Doesn't make sense to let someone else have it, don't you think?"
Jiang Yao was extremely pleased to hear that; she liked it indeed!
"Brother Lu, how about the things that I like?" Zhou Weiqi approached them cheerily and pointed toward the stage. "Someone is actually auctioning a car off!"
"Where's your father? Ask him to buy it for you instead!" Chen Xuyao rolled his eyes at Zhou Weiqi.