“That’s right. The Liu family heiress has shopped at my brand store. I was there myself and even added her on WeChat,”
Ji Wei boasted, waving her phone.
“If you don’t believe me, I can call Miss Liu right now. She’s really nice, soft-spoken, very pleasant to listen to.”
Her words drew surprised and envious expressions from the women around her.
A few days ago, when Su Xingnuo went shopping at the mall, Ji Wei was indeed at the store—but the Ji family’s shop was on the fourth floor.
By the time she heard the news and rushed to the fifth floor, Su Xingnuo was already being escorted by bodyguards to the private elevator.
Ji Wei only caught a glimpse of the Liu heiress’s back.
The next day, the Liu heiress visited Ji Wei’s store to shop, wearing the same dress, matching the silhouette Ji Wei had seen.
However, she didn’t show her face and bought several items at full price, refusing Ji Wei’s offered discount.
Immediately, someone approached with flattery:
“Ji Wei, can you give me Miss Liu’s WeChat? I’ll bring my girlfriends to your store this week.”
“Ji Wei, I want to go too! What did she buy at your store? I want the same.”
“Ji Wei, you mentioned wanting to try the Muesontin cakes? My brother reserved some spots. You can come with me tomorrow, and maybe invite Miss Liu too.”
Muesontin Cake is a top luxury brand in Gang City. People in Ji Wei’s circle need to book a week in advance just for a chance at afternoon tea.
Ji Wei felt her vanity fully satisfied. She had just mentioned wanting to try Muesontin, and now this woman subtly contradicted her.
“Sorry, I can’t share Miss Liu’s WeChat without her consent. Even ordinary people would get angry over that, right? You can still visit my store—you might see her again. She said she really liked our designs. As for afternoon tea—”
She glanced around and added,
“She mentioned she doesn’t like overly sweet desserts, like Muesontin. Only Iranian Almas caviar and top-grade white truffles would earn her approval for a taste.”
The group’s excitement deflated. Those delicacies were beyond their reach. Seeing Miss Liu would require a stroke of luck at Ji Wei’s store.
Ji Wei was proud—knowing the Liu heiress brought her face, and potential business for her brand.
The two women who had been slapped earlier glared at Su Xingnuo and now spoke to Ji Wei with a new tone.
“Ji Wei, she not only hit you but insulted you. If Miss Liu knew, she would teach her a lesson.”
Ji Wei had already added the Liu heiress on WeChat. The group now assumed the two were close friends.
“You better get her to support you.”
Ji Wei’s brow twitched.
“I’ll message her right now.”
The women around looked on enviously. Being connected to the Liu heiress would surely launch Ji Wei into prominence in this circle.
The group now regarded Su Xingnuo with contempt.
Su Xingnuo thought their brains had been kicked by a donkey.
That day, she and Liu Yancheng visited the mall’s fifth-floor luxury section. Ji Wei’s brand was on the fourth floor, which catered to mid-to-high-end goods. She was buying gifts for Liu Yancheng’s parents—there was no reason to buy from Ji Wei’s store.
Ji Wei painted the Liu heiress as a pampered, clueless heiress but claimed she shopped at her low-end brand—wasn’t that contradictory?
Su Xingnuo met the group’s gaze.
“What a coincidence. I happen to know the richest heiress.”
Her words caused a moment of silence, then burst into laughter.
Someone pointed at Su Xingnuo.
“What a joke! You, a fallen heiress from three years ago, know the Liu heiress?”
“If you actually knew her, we would have heard about it. Your family went bankrupt—why even bother in this circle?”
“Yeah, that dress you’re wearing must have cost a fortune to rent, right?”
“Ha ha~~”
Su Xingnuo remained expressionless, looking at them like fools.
“If someone like Ji Wei can know Miss Liu, why can’t I?”
Ji Wei, bolstered by the crowd, became arrogant.
“What do you mean, ‘someone like me’? Who would believe you could know the richest heiress? And I haven’t even settled my score for you hitting me!”
Facing Ji Wei’s backhanded remark, Su Xingnuo’s smile was cold.
“Everyone here has tried Muesontin cakes, right?”
She glanced around, feigning surprise.
“None of you?”
“Of course we have,” several spoke, unwilling to admit otherwise.
“Then you should know this brand specializes in low-sugar, low-fat cakes. Sweet cakes are rare. Ji Wei, you said Miss Liu didn’t like this brand because it’s too sweet? Are you treating us like idiots?”
The women’s expressions changed as they looked at Ji Wei—was she lying?
Ji Wei’s face fell.
“That’s not true. That’s exactly what Miss Liu said. I’m not lying,” she said, showing her chat records.
The group believed her even more.
Su Xingnuo’s words would be trusted over Ji Wei’s only if they matched the Liu heiress’s.
“You’ve never had Muesontin cakes, have you? You think you can fool us?”
The two women who had been slapped demanded:
“Ji Wei, did Miss Liu reply to you? Call her—we want to hear her voice.”
“Yes, exactly.”
Others agreed.
Ji Wei, holding her phone, said arrogantly,
“Miss Liu says she’s at a spa and can’t answer. She doesn’t know anyone called Su Xingnuo.”
Su Xingnuo laughed.
“Funny, I just spoke with Miss Liu. She said she’s attending a banquet.”
The two women pointed at her.
“Shameless! Being exposed and you’re still pretending?”
Ji Wei typed furiously.
“I’ll tell Miss Liu that you’ve been spreading rumors about her. Just wait to be dealt with by the Liu family.”
Su Xingnuo found it ridiculous.
“Can anyone just claim to be the Liu heiress nowadays? Don’t you verify anything?”
At that moment, a voice rang out:
“Su Xingnuo, if you know the Liu heiress, then I know the Princess of Caesar.”