After being startled for a moment, Ruan Lingyu also reacted, her complexion too ghastly to describe.
"Shen Mianmian, do you think you’re so impressive just because Xiaonan backs you? Who gave you the audacity to think you’re worthy of speaking to me ?"
Ignored as if unknown when met on the road—those were words that she ought to say.
And calling her "Mrs. Ruan," was she trying to completely sever their relationship?
"Exactly," Cheng Xining echoed, "Brother Yiqian giving you fruits was out of pity for you. What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? If you really had any backbone, you wouldn’t have accepted them at all!"
Though she said that aloud, a wave of frustration surged inside her. Why would Brother Yiqian think of sending fruits to Shen Mianmian? Does Shen Mianmian deserve them?
Shen Mianmian’s red lips pursed, revealing a mocking smile, "Then thank the Ruan Family for their kindness, but please tell them not to overflow with sympathy for me in the future, I don’t need it."
After finishing, she turned to the shop owner who looked troubled, "Is the change ready?"
"Yes, yes." The owner, having come to her senses, quickly handed the money and clothes to Shen Mianmian, and apologized, "Take care, and if you come again next time, I’ll give you a 20% discount."
She had thought they were acquainted since they were talking, not expecting them to be adversaries, both just customers buying clothes. She couldn’t afford to offend either side and had to flatter both. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
Fortunately, the two young ladies were sensible and didn’t ask for a refund or anything over this matter.
"Thank you." Shen Mianmian took the clothes and pulled Yang Xiaoxi towards the exit.
As they reached the door, they heard Cheng Xining losing her temper, "I don’t want these clothes anymore. I would hate to wear the same brand as someone with such poor character. Shop owner, next time you sell clothes, be selective about who you sell to."
Hearing this, Yang Xiaoxi turned her head wanting to argue with Cheng Xining, but Shen Mianmian held her back.
"Let’s visit another store. It’s not worth getting upset here, and if we see them again in the future, let’s just ignore them."
"Cheng Xining is really too much," Yang Xiaoxi said angrily, stomping her foot, but she didn’t insist on going back to confront Cheng Xining. "Just because her family has money, she acts all high and mighty; it’s disgusting. If she bullies you again next time, I’ll slap her."
Seeing her furious expression, Shen Mianmian couldn’t help but chuckle, "Alright, let’s not let them spoil our mood. It’s good that they don’t like me; I don’t like them either."
They were strangers anyway; she didn’t care how they viewed her, nor would she upset herself over them.
Yang Xiaoxi was quick to anger but also quick to forget, and soon she really did forget about the incident.
Unlike the two, Ruan Lingyu and Cheng Xining were not quick to cool down. Failing to gain anything from Shen Mianmian, they were already very annoyed. When the store owner heard they were not buying the dresses, she didn’t say anything but was visibly disappointed as she hung the clothes back up.
After all, both looked wealthy, and she couldn’t afford to offend them. But unexpectedly, seeing that the store owner had hung up the clothes so quickly and didn’t respond to her words, Cheng Xining became even angrier.
It was somewhat unreasonable as she asked, "Did you hang those clothes back up so quickly because you think I can’t afford them?"
The store owner was somewhat speechless, "You said you wouldn’t buy, that’s why I put them back." Wasn’t that unreasonable?