Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 869

Vania shrugged lazily. "Don't keep your fans waiting. You should quickly get started."

Then, she quickly took advantage of his inattention as he live-streamed as she leaned against the chair and closed her eyes for a short nap.

At this moment, Hanson had just walked over to where she stored her bags and said, "In that case, I'll introduce you to some bags today."

While he spoke, the camera panned toward where the bags were neatly arranged.

'Wow! Is this a shopping mall? Why are there so many bags?'

'It's not just the quantity. They are all customized models that can't be bought.'

'Not only do I have to suffer through a heavy dosage of lovey-doveyness so early in the morning, but I even had to swallow a truckload of envy.'

Forget the netizens; even he felt blinded by the colorful variety of bags on display.

As a man, he did not understand much about women. He was simply responsible for paying the bills. However, most of the time, his excellent wife didn't even require him to pay the bills. So he couldn't help but feel rather useless. The money he earned could not be spent, and it was an odd sense of discomfort…

But why does a woman need so many things?

"Do you also have these many bags?" He couldn't help asking.

Even if she uses a different bag each day, isn't this enough to last her for several years without any repeat?

'We don't. We're so envious.'

'Even if we do, our collection is not on the same level.'

'We can't compete. We can't compete at all.'

He took one of the bags down out of curiosity. He had a good eye for quality and casually grabbed the most expensive bag in one try.

That was the most popular bejeweled bag during autumn this year. It had a black base, and the exterior was encrusted in diamonds. Naturally, each and every one of those diamonds was real.

He held the bag carelessly in his hands, looking as though he could drop the bag on the floor at any time.

"Can you even put anything in this bag?"

He could not understand the purpose of this bag. It's so tiny… Even a phone wouldn't fit in there, would it?

'Be careful with that bag! Your wife will beat you up if you drop it!'

'Even we who are watching this behind the screen are feeling nervous on your behalf. Can you hold the bag with both hands?'

'He's a straight man through and through. Half of the function of the bag is decoration. Of course, it's not meant to hold anything.'

'Listen to us. Put that bag down. It's not something you can touch so carelessly.'

As he read the comments from the netizens with a slight frown, he felt as though he was holding onto a scalding hot potato instead of a purse.

"Is it costly?" The wealthy president began to calculate the value of this bag.

Isn't the exterior simply encrusted with some ordinary diamond fragments? There are many of these in the mines, and they are worth as much as broken glass. Are they really worth the fuss?

It was fortunate that the netizens could only see his doubts but couldn't hear the thoughts in his heart. Otherwise, they would have thrown eggs at him in anger.

Yet, the people in the crew were watching him from up close. They could sense the disdain that was practically oozing from him.