"Ah! My dress!"
The woman screamed fiercely, "Are you blind?! You spilled orange juice all over me. I just bought this dress. What do you think I should do now?"
Qiao Xi was forcefully slammed into the corner of the wall by her. A sharp pain swept through her entire body.
It was always the party at fault who was the first to complain.
However, when Qiao Xi saw that the woman's white dress was stained with orange juice, she did not bicker with her. "How much is the dress? I'll pay you."
She had already agreed to compensate, but the woman snorted.
"Compensate? Can you afford it? Do you know that my dress is a limited edition? You can't buy it now even if you wanted to. Is there a point in paying me? You knocked into me, so apologize!"
Qiao Xi sized up the woman's dress. It was indeed not cheap, but it was not a limited edition. This brand existed in the mall, so she said indifferently, "I'll buy you a new one."
