"You!"
Su Muqiu was taken aback and withdrew her right hand.
"This white dress is a new autumn design, crafted by a top British designer using premium materials. Our boss went through a lot to get it, and it's the only one."
As she spoke, the sales assistant glanced at Xiao Zhan and sneered, "Keep your woman in check. It's fine to feast your eyes, but if you're poor, taking your woman out to play is your fault."
Xiao Zhan's pupils contracted sharply.
He understood.
No wonder the sales assistant had no reaction when Su Muqiu touched the white dress alone, but rushed over to stop her once he was beside her.
It turned out he had implicated Su Muqiu!
Although Su Muqiu's current situation wasn't great, she was dressed exquisitely. She might be short on cash, but at least she looked like someone with money. Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, had money in his pocket, but his clothes altogether were worth no more than three hundred bucks, making him look like a poor loser.
Judging by appearances, damn it!
"How can you talk like that?"
Su Muqiu's pretty face flushed, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment from being called "Xiao Zhan's woman." She coldly retorted, "You're open for business, and you won't let people touch if they don't buy? Is this forced buying and selling?"
"If your man has money, let him buy it for you."
The sales assistant showed no intention of backing down. Her words were directed at Su Muqiu, but her gaze remained on Xiao Zhan, her chin raised in a provocative manner.
"You're too much!"
It was the first time Su Muqiu encountered such an unreasonable sales assistant. Her grip on her wallet tightened slightly, and she gritted her teeth, determined to buy the white dress to save face.
"What's going on?"
At this moment, Chen Shaohui and Sun Ziyi approached upon hearing the commotion. Chen Shaohui glanced at the white dress and said in a deep voice, "This young lady is my friend. What's the problem with her touching the dress if she likes it?"
As he spoke, he deliberately adjusted his suit collar, revealing the expensive Rolex watch on his wrist.
"This..."
The sales assistant was momentarily stunned. She turned her head to see the brand-name suit on Chen Shaohui and the Cartier pendant around Sun Ziyi's neck. Her demeanor instantly changed, her face blooming with a smile as she fawned, "Since she's your friend, of course, she can touch it."
Then she smiled at Su Muqiu, "There's a fitting room over there. Miss, you can go try it on."
"..."
Su Muqiu's expression was extremely unpleasant.
No matter what, Xiao Zhan was her husband now. Letting another man pay for her in front of Xiao Zhan, where would that leave her dignity? What about Xiao Zhan's face?
Moreover, Chen Shaohui was Sun Ziyi's boyfriend, and Sun Ziyi was present. Wouldn't she get jealous?
"Muqiu, don't just stand there, go try it on."
Sun Ziyi knew what Su Muqiu was worried about, so she stepped forward generously, "It's just over twenty thousand, a drop in the bucket for Shaohui. Consider it a gift from him to me, which I then give to you. What's our relationship? Don't worry, I'm not that petty."
With that, she took the white dress, not allowing Su Muqiu to refuse, and pulled her towards the fitting room across the store.
Xiao Zhan remained silent, his brows furrowed.
Although Sun Ziyi looked down on him and disdained him in every way, considering her deep bond with Su Muqiu and her effort to protect her, he didn't want to stoop to her level.
As for the money, he planned to step in and pay later, ensuring that Chen Shaohui's hypocritical scheme wouldn't succeed.
"Hey? This dress is nice!"
Just as Sun Ziyi was pulling Su Muqiu to the fitting room, a young woman entered the store and immediately set her eyes on the white dress in Sun Ziyi's hand.
Without a word, she reached out and snatched it away.
Sun Ziyi's face turned dark instantly, and she angrily said, "Hey, who are you? Don't you know about first come, first served? My friend saw this dress first, give it back!"
"Ming, this dress looks nice, come pay for it!"
The young woman completely ignored Sun Ziyi, not even sparing her a glance. She treated Sun Ziyi as if she were invisible, turning to the full-length mirror to hold up the dress against herself, calling out to someone outside the store.
"You!"
Sun Ziyi was so angry she stomped her foot and turned to look at Chen Shaohui.
Chen Shaohui's expression wasn't good either. He cleared his throat, about to speak up for Sun Ziyi, when a man in his thirties appeared at the store entrance.
"If you like it, wrap it up."
The man said casually, not even asking the price, clearly a wealthy individual.
"President Qian?!"
Chen Shaohui immediately recognized the man's identity, his pupils dilating in shock.
"President Qian?"
Sun Ziyi frowned, full of confusion, but from Chen Shaohui's reaction, she vaguely sensed that this middle-aged man was not someone to be trifled with, at least not by Chen Shaohui.
Chen Shaohui whispered, "Quancheng's Richest Man, Qian Bancheng, have you heard of him? This is his son, Qian Yiming! He's also the president of the Municipal Martial Arts Association, and I'm the vice president, so technically, he's my superior..."
"Ah?!"
Though his voice was low, it was like a thunderclap in Sun Ziyi's ears. She was stunned, glancing at Qian Yiming, then at the young woman still holding up the dress, her back cold with fear, thinking, "Thank goodness I held back and didn't snatch the dress back, otherwise..."
"Shaohui?"
Qian Yiming was also surprised to see Chen Shaohui there. His tone and manner of addressing Chen Shaohui were like calling out to a minor subordinate.
"It's me, it's me."
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"Ha, Peke!"
The young woman looked at Chen Shaohui with disdain, then pointed at Sun Ziyi and asked, "Is she your woman?"
"Yes, yes, she's my girlfriend." Chen Shaohui nodded vigorously.
The young woman sneered, "She tried to snatch my dress just now. Are your eyes blind? Can't you see? And you still want to reason with me, how uncultured!"
Sun Ziyi's face turned black.
Since being with Chen Shaohui, she had practically risen to the top overnight. Usually, she was the one bullying others, never having been bullied like this. But there was no choice, the son of Quancheng's richest man was not someone she could afford to offend.
Gritting her teeth, she endured!
"It's all your fault, you bastard!"
Glaring fiercely at Xiao Zhan beside her, Sun Ziyi blamed all her grievances on him. Then she walked over to the young woman, bowed respectfully, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Oh?"
The young woman was full of smugness and deliberately asked, "What were you wrong about?"
"I shouldn't have tried to take the lady's dress, and I shouldn't have tried to reason with her. What the lady likes is hers, and what she says is reason..."
Saying this made Sun Ziyi feel disgusted with herself.
"Smart move!"
The young woman was very satisfied, swaggering over to the counter with the dress, saying, "Wrap it up for me."
"Alright."
The sales assistant was equally respectful, showing none of the arrogance she had displayed towards Su Muqiu earlier.
This was the allure of money!
The power of influence!
Qian Yiming stood at the store entrance, saying nothing, but his presence changed everything. Everyone's attitude shifted because of him!
Sun Ziyi returned to Su Muqiu's side, her face dark, whispering comfort, "Muqiu, this Ming is the son of Quancheng's richest man, Qian Bancheng. We can't afford to offend him. Let's go to another store later and see if they have the same style."
"No need."
Su Muqiu shook her head, "Ziyi, I'm sorry, I dragged you into this."
"What's there to apologize for? It's just an apology."
Sun Ziyi smiled generously, once again looking at Xiao Zhan with disdain, "That bastard isn't a man at all. Watching as something you like gets taken away, he doesn't even dare to say a word!"
Su Muqiu also looked at Xiao Zhan...
"Wait."
The sales assistant had just finished packing the dress, and Qian Yiming was about to pay when Xiao Zhan, who had been silent until now, stepped forward and said, "This dress was my wife's choice first. No need to try it on, I'll buy it."