章節 82: Ripped Soul

"Why will I leave? It's not like she is the one who owns this fucking mall?"Fan Meilin took out a cigar and set the end of it on fire with the help of a lighter. "I am not a coward who would run at the sight of her, that's her job." He tipped his chin at Luo Huian. 

"We have some equipment that can be used on both occasions whether a party or normal day-to-day activities," the salesperson said to Luo Huian. As he spoke he took out a bunch of flashy equipment and placed them on the surface of the showcase. 

Luo Huian looked at the glittering necklaces and rings, her brow twitched before she said to the salesperson and said, "Can you show me something simpler? I am way flashier enough, I don't think that I need these glittering necklaces and rings to add more flashiness."

"It will be troublesome if I were to blind someone." 

"You are overestimating yourself," Dong Geming chortled. "There is no way you will blind someone just because you wore these things."