"Brother Yusheng."
"I'm here, Miss."
"Refund Mrs. Wang and return her goods. Since she believes Yuyuanzhai's things are not good enough, there's no need for her to come here anymore. Director Wang is rich and powerful, but our small Yuyuanzhai cannot afford to entertain someone as lofty as Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang, you may leave now."
Mrs. Wang's face alternated between shades of green and white, making her look quite amusing, like a chameleon. While she harbored resentment against An Yiqing, An Yiqing's status was undeniable. At most, she could only grumble behind her back.
Offending An Yiqing to her face today—it was something her own household wouldn't easily let her off the hook for.
Having lost all interest in shopping, Mrs. Wang slunk away with the fifty-thousand-dollar refund check.
