【012】 Isn't he afraid of offending the financier by talking like this?

Without a doubt, the dress suits all of Wen Xiangyang's requirements. She took the apparel into the dressing room, leisurely put it on, and the moment she stepped out of the changing room, many eyes were directed towards her.

Wen Xiangyang was petite and charming. Although not tall, she had an excellent figure and a pair of long legs. Her fair skin was striking against the burgundy dress that seemed to have been custom-made for her.

"Miss, this dress seems to have been measured and tailored just for you." The sales associate complimented sincerely. This is the first time she had seen a petite woman wear a dress so enviously well.

Wen Xiangyang looked at herself in the mirror and smiled faintly. The dress did look beautiful on her.

"Check out, please."

As soon as she finished speaking, instead of a response from the shop staff, she saw all of them standing neatly in a row. Entering the store was a stunningly beautiful woman arm in arm with a man who was as handsome as a god.

Seeing Mu Lingqian's hand being held by another woman, Wen Xiangyang barely curled her lips. It's hard to do business these days when even male escorts are on duty during the day.

"Lingqian, how is this dress?" The beautiful woman held a deep V-neck dress against herself and asked.

"Hmm." Mu Lingqian responded expressionlessly, his gaze fixated on Wen Xiangyang.

Long hair cascading over her shoulders, the burgundy dress lent her an exotic allure that he had never seen before. He had seen her in her innocent, lotus-like visage, and in her heavily made-up look, but never like this.

Wen Xiangyang saw Mu Lingqian looking at her, she glanced at him and once again said, "Check out."

Seeing Mu Lingqian continually looking in another direction, the attractive woman followed his gaze. Upon seeing Wen Xiangyang who looked like a fairy, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She pointed at Wen Xiangyang and said, "Get me the dress she's wearing."

"I'm sorry, Miss Su, this is a limited edition, we only have this one in our store. How about you look at our other new arrivals?"

"Limited edition?" The attractive woman stepped up, scrutinized Wen Xiangyang with a critical eye and scoffed, "Someone as poor as you deserve to wear a limited edition? I'll pay double the price. I'm buying this dress!"

"Miss Su, this is..."

"What? You're not taking my word, do you even listen to your ..." Just as she was about to name Mu Lingqian to get the dress,

Before she could finish her sentence, the silent Mu Lingqian beside her calmly interrupted, "There's always a first come first serve principle at play."

Mu Lingqian's statement made Wen Xiangyang look at him. Was he defending her? Wasn't this voluptuous-looking woman in front of him his golden goose?

Isn't he afraid of offending his benefactor by saying so?

"Miss, please follow me to the cashier." Hearing Mu Lingqian's statement, the store associate walked up to Wen Xiangyang and politely said.

Wen Xiangyang nodded, took out her bank card, swiped it, but when she entered the password, the clerk looked rather awkward and explained apologetically, "Miss, this card lacks sufficient funds. Do you have another card?"

Insufficient balance?

Wen Xiangyang furrowed her brows, how expensive could this dress be? There should be two million in this card.

"Hehe, insufficient balance," the scoffing laughter of the woman from earlier filled her ears. "I told you, how could a pauper afford a top designer's creation? You'd better off buying fake goods from street vendors. Right, Lingqian?"