"You... what are you seductive sluts doing, seducing my boyfriend?"
A sharp female voice came from behind, as if it would pierce their eardrums.
A glamorously dressed woman, bag in hand, stormed towards them, directly wrapping her arm around Cheng Yang's to declare her ownership.
Then, she glared at Su Ci and the other two, as if she had caught Su Ci and the others having an affair with Cheng Yang.
In fact, how could she not know that Cheng Yang was flirting with Su Ci and the others? But what did it matter? She couldn't possibly curse at her sugar daddy, could she? She was very clear about her own position.
She scrutinized the attire and appearances of Su Ci's group of three. Each of them was stunningly beautiful, far beyond what her purely technologically enhanced face could compare to.
The three of them gave her an instinctive sense of crisis, especially since Cheng Yang's eyes were fixed firmly on them and hadn't moved.
Anxious, disparaging words blurted out: "Look at how poor you all look. Don't think you can fool people by wearing some gibberish. It's obviously street stall merchandise. And those faces and figures? No normal person looks like that. It's clearly high-tech."
The confused onlookers watched silently, curious for gossip. Those who knew what was happening and that Cheng Yang had some background didn't dare to provoke him.
Cheng Yang stood by, watching with interest, letting the glamorous woman belittle the three and fight over him.
He couldn't tolerate Su Ci and the others repeatedly ignoring him. When the time was right, one would play the good cop, one the bad cop, and then he'd pay some money to send the woman away.
Wouldn't these three then be grateful to him and eagerly cling to him?
The Sales Associate's face darkened. She must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today, encountering someone who didn't know good merchandise.
Having worked as a clothing Sales Associate for so many years, she had a deep understanding of the fashion industry. The matching logos on the collars of the three women's clothes were not gibberish at all; they were clearly the signature of designer Xipei Ning, who won the gold award at the International Fashion Festival last year.
Moreover, just by looking at the flawless stitching of the clothes on Su Ci and the other two, it was clear they were custom-made, not mass-produced inferior goods.
If she let the woman continue, not only would it affect the store's sales, but it might also offend two or three important figures.
The Sales Associate still wore a professional fake smile: "Madam, if you continue to cause a scene, I will have to ask security to escort you out."
The woman grew even angrier. How dare a mere Sales Associate try to control her? She raised the limited-edition bag in her hand and swung it at the Sales Associate's face:
"What are you? Look at what I'm wearing! They might really be 'ladies of the night,' earning money from old men to buy a few clothes here, package themselves, and then latch onto rich men..."
She didn't notice Jiang Su's face gradually darkening, as if it could drip water.
Slap!!!
"Ah!"
Before the woman could finish speaking, and before anyone could clearly see Jiang Su's movements, there was only the crisp sound of a slap and a cry of pain. The woman was sent flying into the air by a slap, doing a Thomas flare for two and a half rotations before crashing heavily to the ground.
Jiang Su didn't even glance at the woman sprawled on the ground. She turned to Su Ci with a hint of apology: "My apologies, Miss. I acted without your command."
She always obeyed Su Ci's orders; if Su Ci told her to go east, she would never go west. But this time, she simply couldn't endure it.
She had followed Young Miss for five years, and this was the first time anyone dared to speak of her Young Miss in such a way. So, she truly couldn't hold back and struck the woman without Su Ci's instruction.
Su Ci withdrew her hand, holding the bag the woman had thrown, and placed it on the cashier's counter. She waved her hand: "It's fine. People like this should be taught a lesson before they even open their mouths in the future."
She just felt that the Cheng Family mentioned by Cheng Yang sounded familiar, like it had been briefly mentioned in the plot, but she couldn't recall it at the moment.
As for what the woman said, she truly hadn't paid attention.
She simply regarded it as a mad dog barking. The less a person has, the more they envy what others possess.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
The woman propped herself up. The reflection on the floor under the lights showed her current state: her face was swollen and red, her mouth crooked, her eyes askew, and even her chest was uneven. She spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a few white teeth.
She shrieked: "Ah! My face, my face!"
This was a face she'd spent over 500,000 yuan to get done abroad, even taking out a naked loan. She had finally latched onto Young Master Cheng, this scion, but it was ruined in just a few days.
Her eyes were bloodshot and staring intensely at Su Ci and the other two, emitting a sharp, piercing scream: "Bitches! You three bitches dare to hit me! I... I'll make you pay! Sales Associate? Where's the Sales Associate! Are you blind? Didn't you see me get hit?"
Then she looked at Cheng Yang, full of grievance, and crawled over, grabbing his calf: "Young Master Cheng, you... you must uphold justice for me! I'm your woman."
Cheng Yang looked at the woman's grotesque appearance, his face full of disgust, and kicked her away: "Where did this seductive slut come from? Get lost!"
Then, he looked at Su Ci and the other two with a kind expression, rubbing his hands: "Three ladies, I don't know her. She's truly shameless, clearly heard my identity, and brazenly came over to seduce me. Of course, I also bear some responsibility. How about this? It's getting late, so I'll treat the three of you to dinner to express my apologies, how does that sound?"
"Not good at all. Since you came together, then together you should pay for emotional damages."
Lan Wanting was scrolling through her phone, not even looking at Cheng Yang directly. The moment Cheng Yang revealed his identity, she had already started investigating the Cheng Family's background.
Upon hearing Lan Wanting ask for emotional damages, Cheng Yang smiled faintly, a hint of disdain and contempt in his eyes.
In the end, wasn't it all about money? He had thought they were so noble and pure.
"Alright! The three ladies' purchases at this store today will be paid for by me, Cheng Yang."
The woman couldn't hold back: "Young Master Cheng..." (Look, they're not much different from me. Who knows how many old men they've slept with behind your back? They're not even as good as me; I gave you my first time.)
As soon as she opened her mouth, she met Jiang Su's deathly gaze, immediately fell silent, and swallowed the words she had prepared.
Su Ci didn't know why Lan Wanting suddenly brought up emotional compensation; she wasn't lacking in emotional damages.
If bitten by a dog, one should naturally use a stick. The dog's owner also couldn't escape responsibility.
Otherwise, would the author's setting of "Ancient Martial Arts Must Not Be Insulted" be just for show?
Lan Wanting leaned in and whispered, "Didn't you say last night that you wanted to establish a new company? You'll need a location for it, right?"
Su Ci nodded. Lan Wanting was right; to establish a new company, she would indeed need to choose a good location. She had even planned to look at properties in a few days to select a site!
"Then what does this have to do with Cheng Yang?"