When had Chu Xi ever suffered such humiliation? She picked up her handbag and retorted coldly, "Who cares about a trashy brand like yours!"
The Omega watch was one of the domestic light luxury brands. The sales associate had never encountered such a troublesome customer since starting her job. Her face turned blue with anger, and she pointed at Chu Xi, trembling all over, "I think that face of yours is the real trashy brand! If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, stop pretending! I kindly introduced you to the watch, yet you just slammed it onto the table. That watch costs seventy thousand yuan, can you afford to pay for it if it's damaged?"
The argument between the two attracted quite a lot of attention.
Mrs. Han, who was enjoying coffee with her girlfriends in the mall, suddenly noticed the quarrel outside. Her face darkened, and she said to her friends, "I'm going out for a moment."
The group was happily gossiping and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
