Just Tens of Thousands

Hu Yang didn't mind. He leaned back in his chair and looked at Meng Junyao."Eh? Why didn't you carry the bag I bought for you? The one I brought for you from abroad last time. It's worth tens of thousands. Don't you like it?"

Meng Junyao frowned. She didn't like him making such a fuss.""No, we're just here at the bar. Why are you carrying such a big bag?"

"Carrying a bucket bag to a disco? Are you crazy?"

"Is the bag too big?" Hu Yang smiled and said," You should have said so earlier. I'll buy you a small one. It's not expensive. It's only tens of thousands of yuan.""

The two boys beside him said,"Brother Yang is still generous. He gave his girlfriend such an expensive bag.""

"No wonder people say that Brother Yang is generous. He gave away a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan without blinking."