"Your mom's just too excited." Qin Yumin smiled.
Huo Mian pulled out a chair and said, "Dad… please sit."
"Good, good." Qin Yumin beamed at Huo Mian and nodded his head nonstop.
Qin Chu, on the other hand, gently looked at Huo Mian; she looked like a shy little wife who just got married, adorable as could be.
A minute later, Mrs. Qin rushed downstairs with a square handbag in her hands.
It was brand new, with a relatively young design. It was obvious that this handbag wasn't one a woman of Mrs. Qin's age would use.
"Mom… your red pocket is a bag?" Qin Chu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hey, don't look down on this bag, your mother bought it a few days ago while she was traveling in France. It's a limited-edition Hermes."
"This bag looks to be about 400,000 yuan. Mom, you sure are generous…" Qin Chu laughed, but Mrs. Qin didn't say anything. She simply walked up to them and handed the bag to Huo Mian.