As Bai Youyou pulled Jiang Chenbai away from the fitting area, her grip on his arm tightened.
Once they were out of earshot, she suddenly stopped and turned to face him, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Chenbai," she said, her voice quavering, "am I a bad person? Is that why Older sister Yao wouldn't let me have the dress?"
Jiang Chenbai looked uncomfortable, caught off guard by the sudden display of emotion. He hesitated, searching for the right words. "Youyou, I don't think it's about you being a bad person. It's just that Chenyao had found the dress first and—"
"But it's for our engagement party!" Bai Youyou interrupted, a tear spilling down her cheek. "Doesn't that mean anything to her? I thought she'd be happy for us, but instead, she's being so selfish. Maybe... maybe she still has feelings for you and that's why she's acting this way?"
