Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The coffee was spilled all over the person that clashed with Ni Xuelin and Ni Xuelin kept apologizing for it.
The person took off her sunglasses and scolded, “Are you blind? You just ruined my clothes! I still have a show to do later!”
“I’m really sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose,” Ni Xuelin kept on apologizing. “How about I wash it for you?”
“Do you think I have time for that? What am I going to wear? Can you pay for my losses?”
The person was tall and had a pair of beautiful long legs. Ni Xuelin raised her head and instantly realized who the person was.
She was Shen Menguan, Li Zhonghao’s model fiancé.
Sheng Mengyuan also participated in the charity visit and got close to Lan Ling’er that time. She didn’t talk much with Jing Xi and her group, but Ni Xuelin never expected her to be such a bossy person.
Shen Mengyuan reminded Ni Xuelin of Yu Jing, and her tone became colder.
“Then what do you want me to do?”
Shen Mengyuan did not reply, and she still did not realize that Ni Xuelin was Jing Xi’s personal assistant.
“Hey, you!’ Shen Mengyuan’s assistant, Mary, scolded. “Of course you have to pay for her dress! This dress is made by VVUS, and it is a limited edition! It costs more than 200,000 dollars! Can you even pay for it?”
Yet Ni Xuelin did not find anything on the dress that was worth that much money.
Being Xue Yating’s personal assistant in the past, Ni Xuelin had learned a lot about luxurious brands and VVUS was one of Xue Yating’s favorite.
Ni Xuelin recalled that every VVUS’s designer would sign their name with embroidery on every product’s waist section. But no signature could be found on Shen Mengyuan’s pieces.
“Of course I can’t pay that much money. But are you sure this is from VVUS?” Ni Xuelin asked.
“Are you joking?” Mary scolded. “Do you even know who her fiancé is? This dress was ordered for her by Li Zhonghao! Can someone like you even spot the difference in quality?”
“I can’t, but I’ve heard that every VVUS’s piece has a signature on the waist part. Any dress without the designer’s signature is fake. You can look it up online if you don’t believe me.”
After being told about the truth, Shen Mengyuan and Mary both looked at the waist part of the dress but couldn’t find any signature.
Shen Mengyuan’s face instantly darkened as she thought of a possibility.
Mary quickly took out her phone and confirmed what Ni Xuelin had said.
“Mengyuan, I think she’s right…” Mary said slowly.
“But that’s impossible…”
It was as if Shen Mengyuan was told the joke of the century. The dress was given to her by Li Zhonghao, a person loaded with cash. She could not believe that he would give her a fake one
