She didn't want to waste money so much. Although Chen Ping took her to buy a birthday gift, the necklace of 290,000 yuan was still too expensive.

Just buy a few hundred yuan.

Chen Ping knew what Jiang Wan was thinking, and smiled at her, "I think it's very suitable for you, don't worry about spending money. I have money. This is the gift I gave you, so how can I compare money? I will give you a lot of gifts in the future, so that you can follow me for the rest of your life."

Wow, it's so supreme!

Many women were moved by Chen Ping's words and even began to dislike their husbands and boyfriends.

Let’s see how others treat their wives. What’s the point of spending some money for their wives?

However, at this moment, when everyone was moved, a disharmonious voice came from the door.

"Damn it, it turns out that it's you, you are a poor guy. You don't even pick on the spot. Can you afford this necklace?"

Bai Tianrui walked in from the door at this time, with a smirk, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old hugged her. She was dressed very coolly, with a navel-open outfit, shorts, ponytail, and a small iron ring on her navel.

Everyone looked at the store entrance.

The handsome rich second generation and the cool and fashionable navel ring girl are indeed a beautiful scenery.

Wang Meimei, who was still introducing products to Chen Ping, saw the person standing at the door and immediately bent down respectfully at 90 degrees and shouted: "Young Master Bai Er, you are here."

Immediately afterwards, all the waiters in the store faced the door and respectfully called Bai Er Shao.

Bai Tianrui was very proud, holding his chin, hugging the navel ring beside him, and looking at Chen Ping proudly.

"Haha, I've come to buy jewelry from my house. Can you afford it if you are a poor man?"
Chapter completed!