Yan Ruyu noticed her indifference and tactfully nodded, "Then browse as you please, I’ll go check out that section over there."
"Sure," Mo Ran immediately responded, suddenly feeling a sense of relief that she was finally leaving.
"Ranran, does it look good?" Almost at the same time, Mo Yan’s voice sounded from behind her.
Just as Yan Ruyu was about to turn around, her movement abruptly halted. Mo Ran inwardly cursed, too late as she turned her head, attempting to block Mo Yan’s line of sight.
The two women had already spotted each other.
Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment before a faint, cold smile appeared on her face.
Yan Ruyu was also smirking. She crossed her arms and looked at Mo Yan, her voice icy, "Since when could a woman who makes a living by drinking with men afford to shop at Chanel? You all should be careful; she might try on everything in the store and not buy a single piece."
Mo Yan, feeling mocked, immediately got angry, "Heh, how do you know I can’t afford it? Could it be that only you can? Sometimes, you shouldn’t belittle people too much."
"Indeed, I did underestimate you. Not only did you seduce someone else’s husband, but you also had the nerve to secretly carry a bastard child. Well, at least heaven is just, giving you what you deserve, that bastard child is gone!"
The child was a thorn in Mo Yan’s side, and she immediately rose to the confrontation.
"Hmph, at the very least, I can get pregnant! Unlike some people who’ve been married for several years with not a single sign of a baby! Maybe, just maybe, your husband has never touched you at all!"
A fierce glint flashed in Yan Ruyu’s eyes, and her voice deepened, "You shameless wretch, watch your filthy mouth! You, a brazen homewrecker, have the audacity to yell in my face!"
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"Who are you calling a wretch! It’s your own fault for not keeping your husband in line, the nerve to blame others! It’s because you’re too fierce, like a tigress, that your husband seeks women elsewhere!"
Seeing their argument escalating, Mo Ran stepped in between them, anxiously saying, "Stop fighting, both of you, or you’ll become a laughingstock to others."
"Ranran, step aside. By doing this, you’re making her think we’re afraid of her!" Mo Yan pulled Mo Ran to one side.
Yan Ruyu, her face turning green with anger, came over and slapped Mo Yan hard across the face.
"Sis!" Mo Ran exclaimed in shock.