Lin Qingqian glanced around the shop but didn't see anyone.
"I don't see anyone in the shop, why can't I enter?" Lin Qingqian said lightly.
The salesperson glanced at her. From the looks of it, she didn't have more than ten thousand yuan on her. She didn't hide the impatience on her face. "I already said that we won't entertain you. Don't you understand?"
Her eyes said: Can you afford it?
Lin Qingqian was not unfamiliar with this kind of salesperson who had their noses in the air. She did not argue with her. She did not really want to shop here in the first place.
She turned around and prepared to leave.
"Yo, isn't this Lin Qingqian?"
A cold mocking voice came from behind.
Lin Qingqian stopped in her tracks and turned around to see Li Ruzhu and her little sister, Ling Shuang.
Now that Lin Qingqian was no longer Jiang Yanshen's wife and had caused such a scene at the wedding, the Jiang family disliked her even more.