Ning Xiaofei sneered disdainfully, "Sister Wenwen, you should worry about your fake chin. It cost tens of thousands to get done, don't laugh it crooked!"
"You!" Bai Wen shook the label at her, her tone incredibly cutting, "You should take a good look at the label, four thousand six hundred and eight, and still over four thousand after the discount... Look at me, I almost forgot, you've never bought anything, how could you have a membership card?!"
"Only poor ghosts wear discounted stuff. We rich people don't waste time on these trivial matters!" Ning Xiaofei snatched the dress from her hands, handed it to the sales assistant, and then pointed to the side, "And that one, that one, the one on the mannequin... The new arrivals of the season that suit me, get me a set of everything!"
"Miss," the sales assistant sized her up and down, also a bit uncertain, "are you sure?"
Ning Xiaofei flaunted the card that Mu Tianye had given her, her face full of arrogant pride.
"Sure as can be!"
