"Something?" An Lu was suddenly stupefied: "What thing?"
Zhang Jingdong leaned forward, grabbed the bag with the LV handbag from the back seat, and handed it to her: "Of course this!"
An Lu was completely dumbfounded, biting her lip corner: "This... This handbag wasn't this supposed to be a birthday gift for that female friend of yours?"
"Exactly." Zhang Jingdong said confidently: "We are friends now, aren't we? You haven't had your birthday yet this year, right? Consider this a pre-birthday gift from me!"
An Lu quickly waved her hands: "How can this be okay... No no... This is too expensive, I can't accept it!"
Zhang Jingdong had anticipated her refusal, so he had prepared his arguments in advance: "Let me just ask you, do you consider me a friend right now?"
"Of course... but..."
"Don't 'but' me. Since you consider me a friend, it's normal for us to help each other and exchange gifts. You might think this bag is expensive, but it isn't that expensive for me."
