Chapter 78 Nouveau Riche (1)_1
"Miss, could you please get another identical piece and wrap it up for us?" Scarcely had Shen Congwen’s voice faded when disdainful laughter erupted around them. The smile on the saleslady’s face also stiffened strangely.
"HAHAHA, a bumpkin is always a bumpkin. Didn’t even bother to ask around. Every piece of clothing here, both fabric and design, is one of a kind. Clearly as rustic as they come, yet pretending to be wealthy." Shangguan Rou mocked. Her words incited even louder laughter from the crowd.
"You’re the bumpkin! I saw that dress first, why should I let you have it? Brother Shen Cheng, boo hoo hoo, Jia’er just loves that dress!" Shen Jia cried, looking at Shen Cheng and Wanqian approaching. She threw herself into Shen Cheng’s arms, sobbing pitifully.
Wanqian’s complexion was somewhat pale. Despite the thick layer of powder under her eyes, the dark circles were still visible. Shen Cheng, though still handsome and refined with his usual smile, also had undeniable dark smudges under his eyes. Both looked somewhat dazed. It was clear he hadn’t slept a wink last night.
Shangguan You observed their unwell complexions, and an inexplicable smile touched the corners of her lips. This is just the beginning, she mused. I’m looking forward to tonight’s drama.
Shen Cheng patted Shen Jia’s shoulder, a flicker of pity in his eyes. He glanced at Shangguan Rou’s triumphant expression, then subtly gestured for Wanqian to handle the situation.
"Miss, I’m willing to pay double the price for this dress. Would you consider selling it to us?" A gentle smile touched Wanqian’s lips as she addressed Shangguan Rou in a conciliatory tone. This dress costs well into five figures. Double that is nearly a hundred thousand—no small sum. Anyone else in this situation would have gladly made the exchange.
Hearing Wanqian’s words, Shen Jia shot a smug look at Shangguan Rou. How dare she call me a bumpkin? She surely doesn’t have the means to compete with me!
Hearing Wanqian’s offer, Shangguan You’s smirk deepened. Her ’dear’ younger sister probably wouldn’t compromise so easily, would she? True to her thoughts, Shangguan Rou snorted disdainfully, haughtily tilting her head and looking down on Wanqian and the others with contempt.
"Hmph, double the price? Does having money make you so important? Typical nouveau riche behavior. Do you think I lack money? For people like you to wear this dress would be a travesty, a complete waste of the designer’s hard work. TSK, TSK, TSK, why don’t you take a look in the mirror and see what a mess you look like!"
Shangguan Rou tilted her head back, her voice dripping with scorn. Seeing Wanqian’s frozen expression and Shen Jia biting her lip in frustration, her heart swelled with even greater pride. Competing with me for this dress? They’re simply overestimating themselves. Don’t they know their place? Trying to use money to pressure me? Others might compromise, but do they have any idea who I, Shangguan Rou, am?