"Why not want it, this is the dress I had my eye on, why should they have it!" Zhao Rong's eyebrows shot up in anger as she shouted.
She was far from reconciled. She had thought she could humiliate the other party thoroughly, but unexpectedly, both of her reinforcements had backed down in succession, which made it hard for her to swallow her pride.
"Vice Director Jin, your friend says she still wants it, what to do now?" Lin Tian looked innocent, though the force in his hand did not lessen at all.
"Just... just kidding, don't want it anymore, you guys like it, just take it," Jin Yingtao denied outright.
"Alright then, we won't be shy about it." Only then did Lin Tian satisfiedly release his hand.
