"What's wrong?"
Seeing Hu Feifei's eyes fixed intently on her coat, unable to utter a word, Li Li couldn't help feeling a bit proud.
This was Dior's new spring model, which, rumor had it, had won an award at Paris Fashion Week. As soon as it hit the Dior counter in M City, she had snapped it up.
It cost a good several hundred thousand.
Even though her father had given her a severe talking-to afterwards, Li Li thought it was worth it to show off at the class reunion and to outshine the girls who usually looked down on her, even if it meant getting scolded.
Seeing Hu Feifei unable to take her eyes off the coat, Li Li felt even more satisfied.
But soon she felt something was off.
Hu Feifei's gaze held more disbelief than obsession with the coat or envy of her.
"Speak up, what is it?"
Li Li couldn't help but push Hu Feifei a little.
"If I say it, don't get mad, okay?"
Hu Feifei's face was full of caution.
