Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 213 Spending One’s Own Money

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 Spending One’s Own Money

"Miss Zhu, your frame is slightly large, and this dress really isn’t suitable for you. We have other new styles in the store that you might like to look at." The store manager patiently explained.

This dress was worth ten million. If it were damaged, she couldn’t afford it—and neither could they!

She unreasonably retorted, "What do you mean I can’t fit into it! It’s clearly because you are not trying hard enough! You’re just afraid that I will damage the dress!"

"I’m very sorry..." the manager apologized, bowing her head.

Yet inwardly, she cursed her thoroughly, and indeed, they were afraid she would damage the dress.

"How much is this dress? I’ll buy it!" Zhu Jing said indignantly, feeling surrounded by a bunch of snobs.

She would buy the dress and try it however she wanted!

The manager, with a calm expression, watched her. "Miss Zhu, this dress is valued at ten million. Are you sure you really want to buy it?"

Indeed, they knew she couldn’t afford it, which is why they wouldn’t let her forcibly try it on, as they couldn’t bear the responsibility if it was damaged.

Zhu Jing’s arrogance faltered upon hearing the price.

Just when Shen Xuan wanted to console her not to be angry, to her surprise, Zhu Jing couldn’t control her temper and insisted on buying the dress, leaving even Shen Xuan dumbfounded.

The dress cost ten million—where would she find that money? Even the Shen family couldn’t cough up that much on short notice, let alone the Zhu family.

Zhu Jing’s complexion turned from green to pale, looking very unsightly.

"This ragged dress costs ten million?"

The manager patiently explained, "The diamonds on it are real, each one is two carats, and the skirt features a fluorescent design, also it’s personally designed by designer T."

Perhaps the dress indeed wasn’t worth ten million, but fans of Tever know that if it’s designed by T, it’s worth the price.

"Wrap that dress up for me."

A lazy and husky female voice reached everyone’s ears.

Yun Yue casually and arrogantly eyed the dress. It was perfect for Ruan Yingtong. She had just looked at the details of the dress, and the size was just right.

Feng Ai was in a bit of a dilemma: "But Miss, that lady was the first to take interest in it. We might have to see if she decides to buy it."

She continued browsing, her voice slightly raspy with a bandit tone, "No worries, just ask her. If she wants to buy, I won’t."

Zhu Jing was still contemplating how to salvage her face when she heard Feng Ai’s words.

"Manager, Miss Yun has taken a liking to this dress. I’m wondering if Miss Zhu really wants to buy it?"

Upon hearing this, the manager’s eyes lit up. She knew Yun Yue was a big spender and was thrilled that she wanted it without even trying it.

"Go wrap that dress up," she said, her voice slightly excited. As a manager, she also had a commission.

"Hold on!" Zhu Jing was just figuring out how to decline when someone in front of her was trying to snatch the dress. She always cared about her face, so how could she lose to a gold-digger who relied on men?

"I saw this dress first, you..."

Zhu Jing was unwilling. Yet, Shen Xuan beside her held her back and gave her a look that implored her not to be rash, fearing she would blurt out that she’d buy the dress.

"Since she wants it, let her have it."

The statement sounded as if they were saying: Since Yun Yue really wants it, they would reluctantly let her have it.

Yun Yue curled her lips in a mocking smirk and glanced over in their direction, speaking in a provocative and playful tone, "Taking what someone else desires is indeed not nice. If this Miss really wants to buy, I can step back."

Zhu Jing was impulsive, and fortunately, Shen Xuan held her back. Otherwise, where would she find ten million? Unexpectedly, Yun Yue was intentionally embarrassing them.

She grimly refused, "No need, I can’t fit into that dress. Why waste the money?"

Yun Yue withdrew her indifferent gaze, clearly disregarding their words.

The saleswoman continued to assist them, and the manager, along with Feng Ai, approached Yun Yue with the dress in hand.

"Miss Yun, will you be wearing it yourself or is it a gift?" Feng Ai asked with a gentle voice.

"It’s a gift, and please also pack these two pieces of jewelry for me," she said, pointing to a set of expensive jewelry.

Feng Ai and the manager almost burst into laughter; she was the most straightforward customer they had ever seen.

This was what wealthy people were like—wealthy people didn’t even try things on before buying, they spent money without batting an eye, far better than Miss Zhu behind them.

Zhu Jing was just trying on clothes, not knowing what Shen Xuan had gone through. Shen Xuan tried to pull her away, but she insisted on staying, curious about where Yun Yue got all the money to make such extravagant purchases!

Feng Ai, carrying the exquisitely packed box, said, "Miss Yun, everything is packed. The total comes to 12.3 million, let’s round it down to 12 million."

Yun Yue reached into her pocket, ready to take out her bank card.

"Scoff! I bet she’s going to call that guy outside to pay the bill," Zhu Jing scornfully snickered.

Shen Xuan pursed her lips, "Don’t talk nonsense, she isn’t that type of person. She’s too proud to spend a man’s money."

"You can never truly know someone by their appearance. How do you know she isn’t that type of person? Otherwise, she doesn’t have a single designer piece on her, how could she possibly afford a ten-million dress to give as a gift?"

The two of them took turns putting Yun Yue down as a gold digger.

Unruly and rebellious, Yun Yue’s dark eyes fixed on them.

The shop assistants calmly watched on, unconcerned with whether Yun Yue was a gold digger; as long as she had the money to buy their products, that was enough. Besides, she had a Black Card from Hongsheng Bank. Did she really need to spend a man’s money?

With her capabilities, keeping a ’kept man’ would be no problem at all. They even speculated whether the delicate-looking man who came with her could be her ’kept man.’ How did the two of them conclude he was her sugar daddy?

"Check out," she said, pulling out a black bank card.

Feng Ai took it with both hands, swiftly glancing over at Shen Xuan and Zhu Jing.

The bank card figuratively slapped across their faces, turning their expressions extremely ugly.

A Black Card from Hongsheng Bank! Impossible!

The man with her earlier used a Gold Card from Hongsheng Bank! And she just pulled out a Black Card!

If it had been a Gold Card, they could still claim it was the man’s, but a Black Card? Impossible!

Yun Yue stood still, her cold gaze falling on both of them, defiant and a bit wicked.

These two were really a joke. Who claimed that only those who wear designer clothes are wealthy? Was one considered poor if they didn’t have bank cards stuck to their faces?

Her voice slightly hoarse, very textured, "I have money, do you?"

Zhu Jing’s face turned sour, "Who doesn’t have some money on them!"

Casually and arrogantly standing, Yun Yue’s dark eyes held a hint of menace, "Oh? Yours?"

Faced with Yun Yue’s composed questioning, the two were immediately outmatched.

Zhu Jing straightened up, defiantly stating, "What’s wrong with spending my family’s money?!"

"What’s wrong with spending my own money?" Her eyes still tainted with a faint trace of red, her gaze chillingly cold.

How could these two be so nagging?

Spending her own money was bothering them?

"You’re just a high school student; where did you get so much money from? Who knows if that money is clean!" Zhu Jing, unable to win the argument, resorted to defamation, true to her usual style.