Qiao Ruoxi was shocked. She could not believe that an ordinary suit would be worth so much money. She thought about how she had drooled on it just now. It was such a waste.
After Li Yixue finished admiring the suit, she suddenly turned her head and asked sharply, "Ruoxi, tell me the truth. Where did you get this suit from?"
She knew that she wouldn't believe her if she were to say that she had picked it up somewhere. Qiao Ruoxi thought for a moment and replied, "A friend."
"Friend? What friend? I'm really curious what kind of a friend of yours can afford a suit designed by Xiao Kebai."
Because of Xiao Kebai, Li Yixue became very interested in the owner of the suit.
"I'll introduce him to you the next time we meet."
Qiao Ruoxi had no choice but to only give a brief answer, afraid that Li Yixue would probe further.
"Sure, sure. I'd love to be friends with a rich guy," Li Yixue said excitedly.