Alena walked over. She touched her chin and commented, "It's not bad, and it matches your temperament."

Darcy's eyes were shining, and she couldn't move her eyes from the bag at all.

But in the process of trying the bag, she secretly read the price on the tag, and she knew she couldn't afford it.

"I'll look at the others. It's always better to compare them." She said uncomfortably. Darcy turned and walked towards another shelf.

She wanted it, but she couldn't afford that bag.

Darcy slowly selected on the next shelf, and Alena sat on the sofa to rest.

The shopping guide brought two glasses of water, and Alena...