Having browsed around a bit, Liang Yin noticed that although some of the styles were indeed cheaper, they still cost tens of thousands. And they weren't exactly pretty. Even a layman like her didn't think they were, not to mention Qin Zhou.
Most of the attractive pieces were in the five to six-figure range. Some didn't have a visible price tag, and she didn't dare ask. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to afford it after the price was told to her.
Actually, Liang Yin was very sensitive. From the moment she walked into this counter, she could sense that the people at the counter did not seem very friendly to her.
For example, before entering this counter, she saw the shop assistant sending off a well-heeled lady with a bow and an obsequious smile. However, when this assistant turned around and saw Liang Yin walking in, the enthusiasm on her face quickly cooled and her expression changed faster than one could flip a book.
