Zhu Ti was stunned by the handbag Xu Wan had hurled at her.
When this bag first hit the market, it was incredibly popular, and Zhu Ti, not being a VIP customer of Chanel, couldn't get her hands on one.
She bought a fake on Taobao to take pictures for her Moments and Weibo, satisfying her vanity.
She also feared the wealthy daughters in her circle might discover she had bought a fake, so she never dared to use it and kept it in her bag cabinet.
"This absolutely can't be real!" she thought. The Taobao purchase that cost her only two hundred yuan couldn't possibly be authentic.
"Zhu Ti, can't you see the anti-counterfeit sticker and gold stamp inside? Plus, just by touching this leather, you'd know it's real!"
Xu Wan blamed Zhu Ti's blindness, saying that Lu Xiaoyou had brought a fake bag to the dinner party.
Zhu Ti hadn't refrained from badmouthing Lu Xiaoyou in front of Xu Wan, a daughter by Zhu Chengshou's first wife who was meek and timid at home, inferior even to a servant.
