"You can't send me out like this, Feng Yi Lan. I have come here taking the appointment and right now am a customer at your store. Is this the way your brand treats its customers? If the word, go out …". Wen Sying said before pulling her phone out to record and people around soon freaked out, breaking into quiet murmurs.
Feng Yi Lan almost felt all her nerves losing at the audacity of the woman. Her eyes turned sharp enough to scare people around. Just a gaze and everyone turned silent within a span of a few seconds.
Seeing things getting out of hand, a staff from behind came running to the front whispering the information to Feng Yi Lan. "Ma'am, Ms. Wen has booked an appointment here. She wanted to see our wedding collection and decide on a dress for herself. And she also wants to give a custom order for her engagement piece." The staff said. And Feng Yi Lan only turned to cast a death glare at her.
