This inexplicably strange-accented dead foreigner, what's his business here?
"Who are you, and when did it become your business to meddle in my affairs?"
"Oh, come on!"
The woman puts her Hermes purse on the counter, hands on her waist, and looks down at Su Rou condescendingly.
"You're such a profligate, nearly shutting down my shop, and I can't intervene now?"
Su Rou and her mother's faces change upon hearing these words.
What does she mean?
This northeastern-accented dead foreigner is Sherry Huang?
They had always thought that the legendary famous fashion designer, who was renowned both domestically and abroad but never showed her face, was either too ugly to be seen or an old woman with worn-out teeth.
Never expecting her to be a young girl who looks less than thirty years old.
And... she's so good-looking!
Seeing Sherry sizing up Su Rou from head to toe, she slightly lifts her chin, looking at Su Rou as if she were examining a product, and says:
