Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It is true that crystal heels befit princesses only, but honestly, does this woman consider herself a princess just because she is wearing a pair of crystal heels?
The store assistant felt full of disdain for the show-off standing before her. “I’m truly sorry, Miss,” she told Gu Feirou.
“I don’t care. I want that pair of crystal heels. You go and get it for me.” The woman turned her head over her shoulder and ordered the male pets behind her.
“Princess, this pair of heels is too low-class for you. There are plenty of crystal heels in various styles in the Blue Tower Kingdom. If you really like crystal heels, you can get as many as you want when we return home. There are red crystal heels, blue crystal heels, and many more!”
“That’s right, Princess. These crystal heels are very common in the Blue Tower Kingdom.”
“You can easily find crystals and gems back home.”
“Princess, let’s not argue with them over this insignificant matter.”
“Don’t get upset, Princess.”
Gu Feirou’s heart was moved by the words of her male followers. Are there really so many crystal heels back in Blue Tower?
“Fine. I’m not going to pursue this matter further. It’s true that I’m not keen on footwear that’s cheap and low-class,” the woman concluded as she shook her head.
The store assistant’s mouth twitched involuntarily. Is this woman calling these shoes sour grapes now because she can’t have them? I really look down on her!
“Give me size 38 in all the designs you have here. You can pack these up for me because I won’t be trying them on.”
“Miss, are you referring to all the designs?” the store assistant asked with a start. Is she for real?
“Of course, give me a pair of every limited-edition design. I have the money, so you needn’t worry that I can’t foot the bill.” As she spoke, she shoved the card that one of her male attendants had passed to her into the employee’s hand.
“Sure, sure! Please give me a minute.”
By the time the store assistant re-appeared before Gu Feirou, she was wearing a beam on her face. She returned the card to the Princess with a smile.
“Thank you, Miss. Please give us some time to wrap up your goods for you. Thank you for your patience.”
“Alright, but be quick!”
“Understood.”
The woman was feeling strangely good. She had never spent money so frivolously in the past.
Hmph! I would expect more than a dozen pairs of limited-edition MTR footwear over here. Judging by the fact that nothing comes cheap when it comes to this brand, I expect these shoes to cost at least millions of yuan.
As she was standing by the clothes rack, she commented while shaking her head, “The clothes here are really ugly. Oh, well, we can buy one or two pieces to use them as cleaning rags.”
“Hi, Miss. Your shoes are all packed. What else do you need from us?”
“Nothing. Let’s go!” the woman replied.
Right about then, a woman in corporate clothes walked into the store. “Are the clothes and heels pre-ordered by our Young Madam ready for collection?”
“Yes, they are, Sister Liu.”
“Tsk tsk!” Gu Feirou sized up the customer from head to toe before she walked toward the exit. As she brushed past the woman, she purposely knocked hard against Sister Liu’s shoulder.
“Hey, watch where you are going! Are you nuts?”
The Princess feigned innocence as she left the store with her head held high.
“Sister Liu, this customer was truly problematic. Just ignore her. Look, here are Madam’s heels and outfit.”
“Alright.” Sister Liu got into her car speedily after taking the shopping items from the assistant’s hands.
Gu Feirou went into a bout of senseless splurging after that. She got everything that had the MTR logo on it regardless of her need for it. Soon, the dozens of men following her could no longer handle the amount of shopping bags and had to call for reinforcements. A car would come and help them carry the goods.
When they arrived at the snack section, the woman inhaled the fragrance and thought to herself, This is the smell of money. Only the rich can afford the food here. Yes, only a Princess like me can afford to eat here.
“Mrs. President, let me carry your handbag for you.”
“Alright.” Ye Erruo obliged as she dug into the little buns with the chibi[1.”Chibi” is a Japanese slang term that describes a specific style of caricature that depicts characters as small and chubby in an exaggerated fashion.] artwork of her husband on them.
This store could customize cute cakes and pastries based on the customers’ requests.
The lady was holding a few buns with chibi designs of Mo Jiangye in her hands while waiting for the store to give her the buns with the cute artwork of her on them.
“Ye Erruo?” Gu Feirou blinked in disbelief. Am I imagining things?