"Impersonating? What makes Madam think I'm impersonating someone?" Jiang Man could hardly keep from laughing and crying.
It was always others impersonating her; she never impersonated anyone else.
Oh wait, except herself.
"I told you, I've met Miss Seven at the second wife's house; she looked so delicate and refined."
Delicate and refined.
Jiang Man could hardly contain her amusement.
Could it be that this wealthy lady was talking about Jiang Rou?
It seemed like something Jiang Rou would do.
Jiang Man couldn't be bothered to explain and went straight to the point, "Madam, I'd like to buy a drop of your rejuvenating serum for 200,000 yuan, what do you say?"
If the person was indeed the real Miss Seven of the Hu family, she would definitely sell it, but since she was a fake, naturally, she didn't want to deal with her.