The Rebirth of the Fierce Little Cute Girl

Zhuang Caixin heard Yiyi’s words and couldn’t help asking, "Yiyi, what are you planning to buy? I see you’re empty-handed. Did you not find anything you liked? I actually know a few good stores. If you need, I can introduce them to you."

Yiyi responded directly, "I’m planning to buy a handbag, but I haven’t found one that I like."

There was nothing to hide, and if Zhuang Caixin indeed knew some nice stores, that would be great.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Caixin smiled and said, "You’ve found the right person. I know a good store, though the stuff is a bit pricey, but everything else is great. Why don’t I take you there now to have a look?"

Yiyi checked the time and realized there was still time, so she nodded and said, "Sure."

Seeing Yiyi agreed, Zhuang Caixin quickly led her forward. After they arrived at the store, she enthusiastically introduced, "This store has been open for many years. Many bags in here are sourced from abroad, so the leather quality is excellent. I think that red bag suits you quite well."

Hearing this, Yiyi smiled and said, "I plan to buy a handbag for my mother, not for myself."

"Oh Yiyi, you’re so filial. Your mother would be thrilled if she knew. But since it’s for your mother, I think that brown bag over there looks quite nice." Zhuang Caixin quickly complimented Yiyi and then added, "The black one over there is also lovely."

The bags in this store were indeed beautiful, but the prices were truly expensive. Even she couldn’t afford to buy stuff here frequently, only buying a cheaper bag once every two months.

After hearing Zhuang Caixin’s words, Yiyi looked at the brown and black bags, finding both quite attractive. However, the burgundy bag displayed in the center of the store caught her eye the most. Since New Year was in about two months, a red bag for her mother seemed just right. Yiyi looked at the owner and asked, "How much for the burgundy handbag?"

The store owner, without raising their head, said directly, "Five thousand yuan, no bargaining."

"What..."

Before Yiyi could speak, Zhuang Caixin exclaimed in surprise,

"This... this is too expensive, isn’t it? How can a bag be this pricey?" The ones she bought before only cost about five or six hundred yuan each. She didn’t expect this burgundy bag to be five thousand yuan, which was hard to accept.

The store owner glanced at Zhuang Caixin and then said, "This burgundy handbag is our store’s masterpiece. Moreover, its craftsmanship is unique, incomparable to other bags, and its design is one of a kind. There’s only this one, so it’s definitely expensive."

Even with the owner’s explanation, Zhuang Caixin still felt it was too much. The price was outrageous, so she quickly turned to Yiyi and said, "Let’s look at other options."

However, Yiyi carefully examined the burgundy bag again, touched it, and discovered that its leather was incredibly soft and the shape was perfect. Hence, she believed the owner’s words—the bag was indeed worth that much.

Seeing Yiyi still examining the bag, Zhuang Caixin continued, "Yiyi, let’s look at other bags."

However, Yiyi trusted her intuition. She knew this bag would definitely suit her mother well, so she directly told the owner, "I’ll take this one."

The store owner was quite surprised to see the young girl really going to purchase it.

Considering that five thousand yuan could be a year’s salary for some families, but business is business after all, "Alright, I’ll package it for you."

Seeing Yiyi actually going to buy it, Zhuang Caixin anxiously exclaimed, "Yiyi, that’s five thousand yuan, are you sure you want to buy it?"

Although she could afford to take out five thousand yuan, she wasn’t willing to spend that much on a single bag since her annual salary was about that amount.

But Yiyi said nothing more and just bought it directly.

After the owner handed over the bag to Yiyi, she paid promptly.

Seeing Yiyi pay so swiftly, Zhuang Caixin raised her eyebrows, thinking that the Ding family must be extraordinarily wealthy, buying such expensive items without batting an eye. This reignited a notion she had suppressed.

Old Master Ding only has two daughters, and Yiyi’s mother is his favorite Miss Ding. If anyone were to end up with her, wouldn’t most of the Ding family wealth be in their hands?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Caixin’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Yiyi and asked, "Yiyi, what made you suddenly decide to buy a gift for your mother?"

There was nothing to hide, so Yiyi directly mentioned that Ding Yuejun’s birthday was coming up.

Zhuang Caixin hurriedly offered a few congratulatory remarks after hearing this.

"Thank you."

Yiyi smiled and said, then looked at the time and said to Zhuang Caixin, "It’s getting late, I have to go to class, goodbye."

Zhuang Caixin waved with a smile and said, "Goodbye."

Indeed, it was getting late, so Yiyi walked quickly.

Once Yiyi left, Zhuang Caixin hurried home and started making phone calls, finally hanging up the phone with satisfaction.

Yiyi was unaware of all this; she was filled with joy, imagining how her mother’s expression would be when she received the handbag.

"Yiyi, you’re finally back. We thought you weren’t coming this afternoon."

Tao Cuizhu and others breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Yiyi.

Even Yiyi herself felt relieved and said, "It’s almost final exams; of course, I have to come back to school."

The group saw Yiyi was confident and said no more.

After school in the afternoon, Yiyi went home. Although she liked the handbag more and more, she couldn’t show it to her mother yet, so she had to hide it for now.

On the other side, Ding Yuejun had no idea about all this. When she got home and saw her daughter there, she simply asked a couple of questions and then invited her to eat.

However, Old Master Ding took an extra look at Yiyi, having some general understanding.

The next day, Yiyi went back to school.

And Ding Yuejun returned to running her clothing shop. However, before she reached the store, she saw Zhuang Caixin and a man approaching.

"Yue Jun, it really is you. I couldn’t believe it from a distance until I got closer."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yuejun smiled faintly and replied, "Hello."

She and Zhuang Caixin weren’t really acquainted, just met before, so they didn’t have much to talk about.

Seeing Ding Yuejun’s aloof demeanor, Zhuang Caixin said nothing but pulled the man beside her to introduce him to Ding Yuejun, "This is my brother, Zhuang Xinhe."