Soon, Wei Jiu'er's gentle voice of persuasion followed, "Bing'er, let it go. She's in charge here. If she says it's sold, then it's sold. Let's just forget about it."
"How can we just let this go? This queer is looking down on people like a dog. Big Brother, look at him..."
"Ling Bing'er! Shut your mouth!" Qin Zhen's tone was severe. "Listen to what you're saying. You're the Young Miss of the Ling family. Look at you now. Where's your demeanor?" Then he turned to the person in charge. "I just want to ask, the 'Rose' gown, who did you sell it to?"
Although the person in charge was also unhappy, this question wasn't a secret, so there was no need to hide it. "It was sold to a Mr. Chi."
Qin Zhen's eyelid twitched.
Just then, Shen Qingyue walked in, pushing the door open. She smiled and said, "Oh, what a lively scene."
The expressions of the few people varied upon seeing her.
