"How satisfying. A mistress is trying to make her presence known. If it were me, I would give her two tight slaps."
"When she bought clothes for her husband, she was so picky. This one isn't suitable, and that one she doesn't like… At first, I thought she was a mistress, but she said that she was the size she was a few years ago. She's not even comparable to a mistress."
"She looks pretty. Why does she specialize in such shady business?"
"Tsk, have you seen any ugly mistresses?"
"That's true."
Even though they had lowered their voices, Yuan Sichun still heard them, including Shen Fanxing.
Yuan Sichun gritted her teeth and glanced at Shen Fanxing's faint smile. She felt a wave of humiliation pushing her anger to the limit.
Her breathing became rapid and heavy from anger. She couldn't take it anymore and wanted to tear the sales assistants' mouths apart.
