Xue Yating crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. It was clear as day that she was going to stay angry.
"What if the dry cleaning ruins it, huh? Do you really think that I can't afford the dry cleaning fee? This is a limited edition shirt, and you'll just have to buy me a new one!"
The verbal fight escalated, and a crowd began to gather around them.
"How much can your shirt possibly be worth?"
"100,000 yuan! Can you even afford it? Someone as plain as you could never earn the money to buy this kind of shirt!" Xue Yating looked down at Xu Xiyan and her plain clothes.
Yet Xu Xiyan was not as pathetic as Xue Yating made her out to be. She'd been working for hours without rest. Her hair was messy, and she didn't have time to change her clothes. It's true, her appearance wasn't one which people would expect to see in the Hongye Auction House.
