"Yishan, shouldn’t these young ladies like you have closets full of evening gowns?"
"That’s them. Do you think I’m the same as them?" Holding her hand, Huo Yishan asked Gu Qiangwei.
Gu Qiangwei smiled, "Different!"
She indeed was unlike any other socialites: no airs, no schemes, and never arrogant.
"How about this one?" Holding up a teal evening gown against herself, Huo Yishan sought Gu Qiangwei’s opinion.
Gu Qiangwei examined it, "It seems too bright."
"Then, something plain?"
"Yes." Gu Qiangwei nodded, then glanced and spotted a lemon yellow fishtail gown embellished with tiny diamonds, "How about trying this one?"
"Okay, I trust your taste!"
With the lemon yellow gown in hand, Huo Yishan walked into the fitting room.
Just reaching the door, she turned back, "Right, you hurry and pick one too. We still need to check out others later!"
Having said that, she darted into the fitting room.
Watching the white fitting room door, Gu Qiangwei suddenly remembered the first time she met Qin Sijue.
If it weren’t for that time Qiao Muxue had people chase her, she probably wouldn’t even know Qin Sijue, right? And her life would have been turned upside down.
Like, being given away by Gu Zhendong as a bargaining chip, or perhaps, directly dying at the Gu Family estate.
Thinking about it, Qin Sijue seemed to have become the ’noble person’ in her life?
At that thought, Gu Qiangwei couldn’t help but laugh herself.
She turned around to look at the expensive evening gowns hanging on the rack, dazzling and eye-catching under the lighting.
"Miss, this one is nice too, it’s a new arrival from yesterday, same limited edition as the lady before, only one piece per city."
Listening to the salesperson’s explanation, Gu Qiangwei looked at the price tag on the gown—
When she saw the shocking number, she was inevitably startled.
Just a gown, and it costs 88,000?
Although Qin Sijue had given her so much money she couldn’t spend it all, was it not excessively extravagant to spend a few hundred thousand on an evening gown she would seldom wear?
Looking at the staggering price, Gu Qiangwei decided to give up.
But a glance aside, nothing else seemed appealing.
Indeed, you get what you pay for; good things are simply better.
As Yishan’s friend, perhaps she should not appear too shabby?
Maybe, just try it on first?
With this thought, she was about to speak, "I’ll try it on first—"
"Shijie, I want this one!"
Before Gu Qiangwei could finish, a coquettish voice rang out from her side.
Turning her head at the sound, she saw a heavily made-up woman clinging to a man’s arm, her chest exposed, clearly displaying her deeply squeezed cleavage.
Of course, the woman squeezing so tightly was probably for exactly this effect.
Her gaze lifted slightly, and she met Gu Shijie’s equally surprised expression.
"Sorry, this dress is a limited edition, only one piece, and it’s already been taken by this lady,"
the salesperson explained while looking at that garish woman.
From that moment she turned around, the garish woman recognized Gu Qiangwei.
Wasn’t this the woman who slapped her at the cake shop last time?
"She took it? I didn’t hear her make any statement just now,"
the salesperson hesitated, since customers are always right. Moreover, anyone who could afford to shop here was rich and influential, not someone she could afford to offend.