This was Zhang Shuyao's first time ever since she was born that she had been this belittled by her father, and she looked awful.
Han Qiqing gave her a glance. There was a hint of a smile on her lips as she looked at Papa Zhang and said generously, "How about this? Since Miss Zhang is so fond of the bag, I won't snatch it away from her. I'll let her have it."
"You don't have to let her have it. She has many bags already," Papa Zhang rejected hastily, deeply afraid of offending Miss Han.
Zhang Shuyao was extremely confused, and looked at Han Qiqing with a complicated expression.
Her father's words made her lose all face.
Earlier, she had said that she would use money to crush Han Qiqing. Ironically, she was literally slapped in the face and it was even her dad who did it.
She felt extremely aggrieved!
Zhang Shuyao was not happy at all. She kept staring at the bag, anger pooling in her eyes.