"Who else could it be?" Ji Xinxin pouted.
Compared to Ji Xinxin’s disdain, Cheng Yuanyuan’s enthusiasm soared several levels. Her smile was extremely bright, almost as if flowers could bloom on her pretty face.
"So it’s Young Madam Shi. No wonder I found you so familiar. I’ve longed to meet you. You are the envy, jealousy, and hate of all the women in Liang City."
"Hold it, exclude me from all women," Ji Xinxin corrected bluntly.
Cheng Yuanyuan glared at her playfully without responding.
Ling Chuxia blushed slightly upon hearing Cheng Yuanyuan’s words, unsure of how to respond, so she murmured a low thank you.
Suddenly, Ji Xinxin’s attention was drawn to the dress Cheng Yuanyuan had placed on the sofa. The bright red dress, like flames, had a simple cut yet was full of design sense, catching the eye with ease.
Ji Xinxin’s love for beautiful clothes was second only to her love for sports cars. Her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had seen a pile of gold. She pointed her slender fingers at the dress, "This dress looks great. Let me try it on."
"Not bad, you’ve got an eye for treasure. This dress is the highlight of this season’s Paris fashion show. There’s only this one piece in the world."
However, the next second, Cheng Yuanyuan smiled and shook her head, "But sorry, Xinxin, this dress is already spoken for."
Ji Xinxin’s eyebrows twitched sharply, her voice indifferent, "Who has such great taste?"
Cheng Yuanyuan’s smile deepened, her expression full of mystery. Her eyes glanced almost imperceptibly at Ling Chuxia sitting beside her, saying, "Of course, someone with great taste."
"Stop being mysterious, just say it."
Cheng Yuanyuan covered her mouth and giggled, "Xinxin, why are you so impatient? You’ll find out soon enough. I can only tell you now that this is a gown ordered by a gentleman, probably as a gift for his wife."
Ji Xinxin did not notice Cheng Yuanyuan’s meaningful look, only filled with questions, pressing on, "Who exactly is it?"
However, no matter how much she wanted to know, Cheng Yuanyuan was unwilling to reveal, occasionally pursing her lips in a playful laugh, repeatedly saying, "You’ll find out soon enough."
Ling Chuxia did notice the intentional, unintentional glances from Cheng Yuanyuan, but she didn’t understand what Cheng Yuanyuan meant by looking at her like that.
After a while, another customer walked into the store.
The man, dressed in a well-tailored suit and with a tall posture, exuded an elite aura as he walked in slowly. Cheng Yuanyuan’s sharp eyes spotted him immediately. She stood up briskly, smiling and went forward to greet him, "Ah, speak of the devil, and he shall appear."
Ling Chuxia and Ji Xinxin both followed Cheng Yuanyuan’s gaze, looking at the man who had just walked in. When Ling Chuxia saw him, she couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.
And that man, upon seeing Ling Chuxia, also froze for an instant, but his reaction was swift. He quickly stepped forward a few paces and respectfully said, "Young Madam, what are you doing here?"