Shui Anjiao's expression was certainly very exciting at this moment, she looked as if she was going to fly into a terrible rage at the next second. However, she still had a bit of logic left in her so she squeezed out an ugly smile that, in her mind, was very pretty.
"The fact that you're here makes me happy enough, why would I want a present from you?" Shui Anjiao chuckled and shot Yuanyuan, who was next to her, a meaningful look.
Yuanyuan understood immediately. She puffed her not-so-large chest up and exclaimed in a purposefully syrupy voice, "Sister Anluo, your dress looks familiar, I think I saw an auntie wearing this exact same dress as she bought vegetables at the market when I passed by this morning."
Yuanyuan's words were clearly mocking Shui Anluo for wearing the same outfit as an auntie from the wet market.
