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Chapter 12: Upside Down

Walking through the mall in clothes stained with ice cream, Zuri attracted a lot of attention but didn't care. She casually chose a store to enter.

 

"Welcome." The sales assistant's eyes flashed with surprise upon seeing Zuri's stained clothes, but her professionalism prevented her from showing any inappropriate reaction.

 

Noticing the price range of Zuri's clothes, the assistant thoughtfully said, "Ma'am, we have a major sale going on right now. Look at this dress, originally priced at 4,800 yuan, now it's just over 2,700."

 

"Which items are on sale?" Zuri asked.

 

The assistant, sensing that her sales strategy was correct, immediately guided her to the sale section. "All these clothes in this row are on sale."

 

"And what about those?" Zuri asked.

 

"These are also on sale, and those over there are this year's new arrivals," the assistant enthusiastically introduced.

 

"Except for the white and plain styles, pack one of each design and color in my size."

 

The assistant was stunned and uncertainly asked again, "Miss, do you mean you want all of those new arrivals?"

 

"Is there a problem?"

 

A credit card was presented to her.

 

Seeing the card, the assistant quickly shook her head. "No problem at all."

 

Other sales assistants looked over upon hearing this, and customers browsing the sale section also turned to look. Despite her unremarkable appearance, Zuri's actions stunned everyone.

 

"Ma'am, would you like to change your clothes? Which one would you like to wear?"

 

Zuri pointed to a red dress.

 

She used to love warm colors, but because Dalia didn't like them, she wore white and plain clothes to please her.

 

White felt too cold for her.

 

Red, like sunlight, warmed her heart and brought a bit of comfort during lonely nights.

 

When Zuri emerged from the fitting room, the waiting sales assistant was stunned, her eyes filled with amazement.

 

It was just a simple red dress, but on her, it looked different. The simple lines accentuated her perfect figure, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her fair and delicate features glowing slightly under the light.

 

Despite not wearing luxury items or excessive accessories, and with a makeup-free face full of youthful vibrancy, her cold demeanor had an undeniable radiance.

 

Inside the store, men waiting for their girlfriends and women browsing the clothes all lingered their gazes on her, especially the men, who stared at her openly.

 

The sales assistant marveled, "Ma'am, this dress suits you perfectly. It's as if it were made just for you."

 

Such compliments were commonplace in their line of work, but this time, it was heartfelt.

 

Zuri looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes deep.

 

From today onwards, she would be herself, never compromising for anyone again.

 

After paying the bill, Zuri left her address and walked out, leaving the store to handle the delivery of her purchases.

 

 

Meanwhile, Saira was shopping with friends when one of the girls noticed the red dress on a girl opposite them.

 

"Look at that red dress on her. It's beautiful. Let's go check out the new arrivals in that store."

 

Saira's face changed immediately upon recognizing the person.

 

"Saira, what's wrong?" Natalie asked with concern.

 

"Do you know her?"

 

Tears welled up in Saira's eyes as she pulled her friends along, saying, "Let's go."

 

"Who is she?"

 

"What are you afraid of?"

 

Saira bit her lip and shook her head. "Let's go. If she sees me, I... I'll…"

 

Naya seemed to have realized something. "Is she the girl your parents adopted?"

 

"A foster daughter daring to bully you. Saira, you're too kind," Natalie, filled with righteous indignation, said angrily.

 

"Good people get bullied, and good horses get ridden. You can't let this continue."

 

"A foster daughter thinking she can lord it over you, the rightful daughter—outrageous!" Naya snorted, already feeling a dislike for Zuri.

 

"Let's go meet her."

 

The three pulled Saira towards Zuri.


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Chapter 13: he World Turned Upside Down

Zuri had just finished sweeping through three stores and was now onto the fourth.

 

"These are the latest arrivals. This pink dress would look wonderful on you," the sales assistant suggested, holding up a delicate pink dress.

 

"Ugly." Zuri glanced at it and dismissed it without a second look.

 

The assistant quickly replaced it with another, "How about this one?"

 

Zuri glanced at it and waved her hand, pointing to the rack, "These ones, these styles, don't pack them. Pack the rest."

 

The sales assistant was overjoyed, having guessed her identity.

 

Their group chat had been buzzing about a wealthy young lady sweeping through the stores, and now she had encountered her.

 

This could break her monthly sales record and earn her a hefty bonus.

 

The assistant's smile grew brighter. "Sure, no problem. Please wait in the lounge with a cup of coffee while we handle this."

 

"Wait."

 

A haughty voice came from behind.

 

Zuri looked at the approaching four, her gaze sweeping over Natalie, Naya, and Samara—Saira's best friends.

 

In every conflict with Saira, these girls would stand in front, defending her and seeking justice on her behalf, while Saira played the innocent, kind-hearted role behind them.

 

It seemed this scene was about to play out again.

 

The sales assistant recognized Natalie, "Miss Natalie."

 

Natalie addressed the assistant, "We don't sell our clothes to poor people. They'll only lower the brand's standards."

 

Turning to Zuri, she said, "People like you should wear street market clothes. This place isn't for you. Get lost and don't dirty our store."

 

Other customers glanced at Zuri with disdainful or disapproving looks.

 

Zuri was surprised to learn that this store was owned by Natalie's family. Upon further reflection, she realized that this mall was actually owned by Samara's family until it was later acquired by the Ye family from Beijing.

 

So, in her memory, the mall was Ye family property.

 

She nearly forgot that this was eight years ago, and the mall hadn't changed ownership yet.

 

The assistant hesitated, "Miss Natalie, this customer has already decided to purchase these clothes."

 

It was a significant sale; she didn't want to lose it.

 

"Has she paid yet?" Natalie asked irritably.

 

"I was just about to process her payment," the assistant hurriedly replied.

 

"So, she hasn't paid yet." Natalie snorted, annoyed by the assistant's lack of tact. "I now order you not to sell these clothes to her. No clothes under our brand are to be sold to her."

 

"This…" The assistant looked troubled.

 

"What, is my word not enough? Should I call the manager?" Natalie threatened.

 

The assistant fell silent but was inwardly furious.

 

"What did you just say?" Zuri's voice turned cold.

 

Saira nervously stepped forward, her tone urgent yet still gentle, trying to persuade, "Zuri, don't be angry. Natalie speaks bluntly but means no harm. She just thinks these clothes don't suit your style."

 

Her fearful demeanor only incensed Natalie and her friends more. They thought she was too kind-hearted.

 

A girl from the slums, Zuri, really thought she was a young lady, daring to speak to them like that.

 

"Saira, why are you afraid of her?" Samara shielded Saira, looking at Zuri as if she were a mere insect.

 

"Our store doesn't welcome you. People like you, even if you wear our clothes, will only degrade their quality. As a poor person, you should stick to your street market clothes. No matter what you wear, you'll still reek of poverty."

 

"I have the right to purchase as a consumer, as long as the clothes are displayed for sale, unless you take them all off the shelves."

 

Natalie laughed, seemingly mocking her ignorance. "I'll say it outright today: these clothes won't be sold to poor people like you. If you can buy a single piece from here, I'll admit defeat."

 

"Quite bold. Do you think this mall is yours?"

 

Samara stepped forward, looking down at Zuri like a pest. "Actually, this mall is owned by my family. Look at your shabby self. Don't come here. I'm afraid you'll dirty the place, and your poverty will contaminate the mall."

 

Saira, standing by, felt elated seeing Zuri being attacked, though she maintained a worried façade, seemingly at a loss for words.

 

"Don't be like this. Let's talk it out," she pleaded.

 

A nearby man, seeing Saira's anxious expression and the domineering stance of Samara and the others, couldn't help but think she was a kind girl.

 

Suddenly, Zuri clapped her hands.

 

She stepped forward, smiling as she looked at the two of them. "You two speak so well."

 

Natalie and Samara were stunned, and Saira was equally bewildered, not understanding what she meant.

 

How could someone be so happy after being insulted? Is she crazy?

 

Zuri took the bank card from the sales associate's hand. The sales associate felt as though her heart was bleeding, but she dared not offend the Second Miss and could only watch helplessly as this large transaction slipped away.

 

Zuri's pitiful gaze swept over the three of them before finally settling on Natalie and Samara. "You have made a very good friend."

 

With that, she walked past Saira.

 

Naya called out to Zuri's retreating figure, "Some people think that just because they've entered the Lin family, they're suddenly noble ladies. A crow is still a crow, even if it perches on a branch; it will never become a phoenix."

 

"What does an adopted daughter count for?"

 

Zuri paused mid-step and turned to look at Samara. "Adopted daughter?"

 

Saira's heart skipped a beat. She grabbed Samara, teary-eyed, and pleaded, "Samara, stop talking."

 

Zuri had just returned and had not been formally introduced to high society, so few people knew about her. Samara and her friends' knowledge of Zuri came entirely from Saira's mouth.

 

Adopted daughter? That term was new. In her previous life, she had never heard it used.

 

Her gaze fell on Saira, whose eyes darted nervously, unable to meet hers, while she clung anxiously to Samara's clothes.

 

Zuri's lips curled into a slight smile as she looked at her, "Adopted daughter?"

 

How interesting.

 

Zuri left with a smile.

 

Saira was surprised that she left so quickly and didn't expose her lie.

 

Would she really be so kind?

 

Impossible!

 

She must be planning something bad.


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