Taking a deep breath, she had, after all, told him to pick whatever he wanted; how could she possibly back out now? She had to keep up the act, didn’t she?
Even though she was incredibly annoyed, Miss Ling’s pride wasn’t something that could be shattered by a mere sixty or seventy thousand yuan. She snorted and handed her card to the sales associate again. Seeing the associate still looking dumbfounded, she directed her anger towards them: "What are you dawdling for? Do you think Miss here can’t afford to pay the bill, or what? Is this the kind of service your store offers while selling clothes? Ridiculous, what kind of quality is this!"
The associate, already intimidated by Leng Xuan’s presence, was now inexplicably scolded by Ling Xuejiu. They felt incredibly wronged, as they had only good intentions for Ling Xuejiu. Now they were stuck being resented by both parties, their face flushing with embarrassment. Knowing that they could not afford to offend a rich heiress like Ling Xuejiu, they quickly said, "Okay, okay, please wait a moment! I’ll go right now..." and were about to take the card to process the payment.
"Wait a second!" Leng Xuan suddenly spoke up before the associate could take the card. He hadn’t actually intended for Ling Xuejiu to buy him such expensive clothes. He had only meant to tease the lady, and he hadn’t expected her to take it seriously. Now he felt a bit ashamed, especially since the nearly seventy thousand yuan was, in his eyes, indeed a significant amount of money.
The associate looked up at Leng Xuan, no longer underestimating him, and forced a smile: "Is there something else, sir?"
Touching his nose, Leng Xuan said somewhat awkwardly, "Forget it, I’ve changed my mind about buying it!"
The associate was taken aback and before they could respond, Ling Xuejiu said: "If it’s not being bought, then so be it!" She took back her gold card and turned to leave.
"Ai, Xue Jiu..." Li Mengjie chased after her, taking Ling Xuejiu’s hand: "Xue Jiu, are you angry?"
Ling Xuejiu said, "Why should I be angry? Is he worth my anger? Humph!"
Li Mengjie said with a giggle, "You say you’re not angry, but your nose is all crooked from it. You don’t believe me? Want me to find a mirror to show you? You really look like an ugly angel that fell face first from the sky!"
With a laugh, Ling Xuejiu, who was already on the verge of tears from anger, was now amused by the quirky Li Mengjie. However, she quickly pretended to be angry again, pouting, and said: "You still have the nerve to say that? Where were you when you were making those sarcastic remarks just now? Humph, do you think I care about those tens of thousands of yuan? You knew he was deliberately provoking me yet you still sided with him, totally infuriating me!"
"I wasn’t trying to upset you!" Li Mengjie protested with an innocent look: "I was just mocking that sales associate for underestimating your Cold Bodyguard, I didn’t mean to target you!"
"What ’my Cold Bodyguard’? You’re talking nonsense. Don’t mention him to me again; just thinking about his behavior earlier makes me furious!" Ling Xuejiu angrily said: "Had I known this would happen, I wouldn’t have bothered buying him any clothes. It’s like casting pearls before swine!"
Li Mengjie pursed her lips, unsure how to comfort her friend, because even she thought Leng Xuan’s joke had gone too far. Looking back and noticing that Leng Xuan hadn’t followed, she was surprised: "Where is the Cold Bodyguard?"