Taking a deep breath, she had, after all, told him to pick whatever he wanted; how could she possibly back out now? She had to keep up the act, didn't she?
Even though she was incredibly annoyed, Miss Ling's pride wasn't something that could be shattered by a mere sixty or seventy thousand yuan. She snorted and handed her card to the sales associate again. Seeing the associate still looking dumbfounded, she directed her anger towards them: "What are you dawdling for? Do you think Miss here can't afford to pay the bill, or what? Is this the kind of service your store offers while selling clothes? Ridiculous, what kind of quality is this!"
