The dress was expensive, and the salesperson in the store was eager for Wan Weiwei to buy it.
When they heard Tang Xinluo say that she was not suitable for Wan Weiwei, they all hated Tang Xinluo. But when they saw Wan Weiwei asking for their opinions, they immediately jumped out to persuade her.
"Miss Wan, this dress is our treasure. I just introduced it to you. It is the latest catwalk model in Milan. Miss Wan, you have an outstanding temperament. This dress will only make you look more noble and elegant. How could it not suit you?"
"Yes, Miss Wan, you are naturally beautiful. Ordinary dresses are simply not suitable for you. Look... the color of this dress makes your skin look so white and bright."
Another salesperson deliberately pulled open the hem of the dress and placed it on the back of Wan Weiwei's hand for comparison.
Seeing that Tang Xinluo seemed to want to persuade her, he immediately said in a sarcastic tone: "Miss Tang, you are a little short of money recently, right? Even if you can't afford it yourself, you can't be jealous of Miss Wan's beautiful clothes and not let her buy it!"
"Yes, Miss Tang is also our old customer. You should know the quality of our brand. Why did you buy things from us when you had money before, but now that you have no money, you stop Miss Wan from buying. Miss Tang, this is unacceptable..."
The two salesmen were talking to each other, praising Wan Weiwei and belittling Tang Xinluo.
In City A today, anyone who has some connection with the upper class knows about Tang Xinluo's situation.
Not only was he kicked out by Mr. Lu for his misconduct, but he was also expelled from the Tang family and severed all ties with them because he brought shame to the Tang family.
I heard that even the last few shares he had were gone.
In such a situation, huh, you dare to go shopping in a luxury store
Tang Xinluo was completely confused by what the two salesmen said. She didn't know that Tang's shares had been transferred, and she didn't know how Lu Qinghao and the Tang family had teamed up to discredit her during the two weeks she was away from City A.
But even if she didn't know this, she could see the hostility of the two sales clerks towards her.
Tang Xinluo suddenly found it funny. It was no wonder that she was making trouble in front of others.
Seeing Wan Weiwei's infatuated look on her face when she saw the dress, Tang Xinluo secretly shook her head and thought, forget it, she decided not to do something that would make her unpopular.
"Weiwei, if you really like it, just buy it. But you'd better try it on first and see if you like it."
Tang Xinluo treated Wan Weiwei as a good friend, and finally couldn't help but persuade her to try it on first.
She knew Wan Weiwei's situation. Although she had gradually become popular in the entertainment industry in the past year or two, this kind of dress could cost hundreds of thousands of dollars and could only be worn once or twice.
Tang Xinluo knew that Wan Weiwei paid for the meal out of her own pocket, and was afraid that she would be too impulsive and regret it later, so she couldn't help but give her another word of advice.
"Okay, I get it..." Wan Weiwei interrupted Tang Xinluo and said happily, "I'll go inside and try it on right away."
Wan Weiwei was eager to wear this dress in front of Tang Xinluo. She couldn't wait to see the surprise and envy in Tang Xinluo's eyes.
After Wan Weiwei entered the fitting room, Tang Xinluo casually looked around the store.
This brand doesn't quite match her style. In the past, in order to make her mother happy, she tried to dress more maturely and steadily. Now that she doesn't have to pretend, this brand is too old-fashioned for her.
Moreover, after seeing the limited editions and latest models of various top luxury brands in the dressing room of Lanwan Yayuan, I suddenly felt uninterested when looking at the large-scale goods in these stores.
"If you can't afford it, don't go shopping. If you see something you like, do you have the money to buy it?" A salesperson couldn't stand Tang Xinluo's behavior of just looking but not buying, and couldn't help but mock her. (To be continued)