Lu Lu sneered, "What kind of expensive item requires the recipient to sign for it in person? I’d love to see."
After speaking, she stood up and tried to snatch it. The delivery guy broke out in a cold sweat. This woman, who looked like a pampered young miss, how could she be so aggressive?
Judging by her tone, she clearly wasn’t the actual recipient, but insisted on grabbing the client’s package. If anything were to be damaged, he wouldn’t be able to afford compensation, even if he sold himself, okay?
He quickly tried to placate her with a nervous smile, "Miss... Miss, please don’t make it difficult for me. The package can only be handed over to the customer herself. Otherwise, I really won’t be able to settle this on my end."
"When this Miss Lu wants something, she’s never failed to get it! Hand it over already!"
Lu Lu ignored his protests and went straight to grab it. The delivery guy was dumbfounded, staring at her designer clothes—a young lady from a wealthy family, yet with such poor manners?
The two other women standing nearby were simply there to enjoy the show. Lu Lu was always this capricious, but they couldn’t figure out what kind of person "Miss Qin" was to make her so furious.
A voice came from the staircase. Qin Miaomiao, dressed in an oversized loungewear outfit, descended slowly.
Her top was a loose-fitting black-and-white checkered shirt that hung past her knees. She wore oversized denim pants that looked a bit worn out. Yet, paired together, they carried a sense of grunge aesthetic—quite charming, actually.
Lu Lu glanced at her with disdain. She immediately noticed that the outfit Qin Miaomiao was wearing belonged to Lu Qing.
Mockingly, she said, "You’re deliberately parading around in my brother’s clothes, even with outsiders here. Clearly, you’ve thrown all shame out the window."
Qin Miaomiao flashed her a sarcastic smile and shot back, "Why would I wear your brother’s old clothes? Little sister-in-law, shouldn’t you know better than anyone else?"
Lu Lu felt a flicker of guilt and mumbled, "How would I know? Don’t go pinning blame on me—I’m not falling for your tricks."
"Someone shredded all my clothes. Little sister-in-law, who do you think could’ve done such a thing?"
Lu Lu had assumed Qin Miaomiao would confront her directly. She planned to use the moment to blow up the situation and cry to her brother afterward—this would be the perfect chance to teach Qin Miaomiao a lesson. But unexpectedly, this woman was too sly and said nothing explicit!
And now, she clung to Lu Qing and bought so many things!
What gave her the right to possess such things? Those should have been hers—her things!
Why did she have to compete with her!
Her face froze, unable to come up with a reply after being thoroughly stunned.
Gracefully, Qin Miaomiao signed the receipt. The delivery guy breathed a sigh of relief—thank goodness the customer finally signed it. At least now he could report the delivery was complete and quickly flee this battlefield. The conflict between women was far too terrifying.
As Qin Miaomiao turned around, someone snatched the box out of her hand—it was Lu Lu.
"Hmph, I want to see what you bought this time."
Qin Miaomiao didn’t get angry. Instead, she looked at Lu Lu with a sarcastic smirk, as if watching a clown’s performance. Lu Lu was about to lose her mind—how dare this woman stare at her like that! Just based on her humble background, she wasn’t even worthy of carrying her shoes!
Lu Lu tore off the packaging, revealing a velvet box inside. When she opened it, she froze.
A sapphire necklace studded with tiny diamonds!
"Wow, isn’t this necklace one of Tianji Jewelry’s exclusive pieces? It seems like it’s worth tens of millions."
"No way. Sending something worth tens of millions over ? Aren’t they worried about it getting stolen in transit?"
Yu Qing and Lin Yufei chimed in, their remarks stoking the flames of jealousy burning in Lu Lu’s chest. Her brother’s favorite person should have been her!
But unexpectedly, this cunning and underhanded woman must’ve used some despicable tactic to force her brother into buying such a valuable gift for her.
The more she thought about it, the more indignant she felt. That necklace—it should’ve been hers!