Chapter 632
The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as Qin Luo. She is wearing a long white down jacket, with a light blue scarf on her fair neck, three-dimensional facial features, and slightly raised mouth corners...
The advantages of Eastern and Western races are perfectly integrated in her!
Mixed race!
At this moment, Fu Xiaowan was stunned.
After quite a while, Fu Xiaowan came back to her senses, and asked with great anxiety in her heart, "May I ask who you are?"
Although she was standing at the door of her house, Fu Xiaowan was not sure if she was the person Qin Luo was talking about.
"Hello, auntie, my name is Ou Yilin, and I'm Qin Luo's friend." Ou Yilin said with a smile.
Qin Luo's friend!
Fu Xiaowan's eyes widened.
In the next second, she turned around and rushed towards Qin Luo.
"Son! Does this girl have bad eyesight?" Fu Xiaowan looked at Qin Luo seriously and said sharply.
Qin Luo:? ? ?
Oirin's big watery eyes didn't look sick no matter what.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Qin Luo said with a wry smile, "How could he be sick?"
"It's my first visit, this is what I should..." Ou Yilin smiled slightly, bent over to take out a bag from her pocket, and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is the bag I picked for you, I hope you able to like it."
Shush and greet Ou Yilin.
The pale yellow leather bag immediately caught Fu Xiaowan's attention.
Ding Deng Deng.
For a while, he suspected that Fu Xiaowan might not be his own mother, otherwise, how could she belittle herself like this.
"If there's nothing wrong with your eyes, how could you have a crush on you?" Fu Xiaowan said.
"..." At this moment, Qin Luo had the urge to fuck a dog.
"En." Oirin nodded.
She couldn't afford it before, and she didn't want to buy it after Qin Luo became rich, but she had heard of this brand!
dear son?
Qin Luo opened his mouth, feeling speechless.
She thought it would take several thousand, but she never expected it to be eighteen thousand.
"Mom, are you sure I didn't pick it up from the trash can?" Qin Luo asked with a wry smile.
"Trash can? Heh, why don't you pick one up for me?" Fu Xiaowan put her hands on her hips and said in a high voice, "You are my own son who was born in October."
"It's okay, [-] before the discount, and [-] after the discount."
"Yilin, you're too polite. You just came here and brought so many gifts." Fu Xiaowan looked at the mountain of gift bags piled up on the ground, and looked at Ou Yilin with a bright face, with no joy in her tone.
Qin Luo didn't speak, and Fu Xiaowan didn't pay attention to Qin Luo anymore, she turned around again and ran towards Ou Yilin.
"Is this LV?" Fu Xiaowan asked tentatively.
"It should be expensive, right?" Fu Xiaowan tentatively asked.
But when he saw the LOGO on the bag, Fu Xiaowan's eyes jumped suddenly.
Fu Xiaowan's body trembled, and she took several steps back abruptly.
At this moment, Qin Luo had an illusion, as if Ou Yilin was Fu Xiaowan's own daughter.
This is more than their restaurant earns in a month.
"Ahem, I can't accept this gift." Fu Xiaowan said righteously.
Although she liked the bag quite a bit, this gift was too expensive for her to accept.
It's okay if Qin Luo and Ou Yilin get married, but if they don't...
"Auntie, if you don't accept it, I can only throw it away." Oilin said with narrowed eyes.