"Who would fancy such ugly clothes?" Cheng Xining vented her frustration on the sales clerk that she had been holding back at home.
Sales Clerk: "..."
Other customers in the store also gave her weird looks, and some who couldn't stand it whispered, "If you don't like it, why are you still standing around in the store?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xining instinctively wanted to argue with them, but Ruan Yiqian immediately intervened to stop her.
"Xining, have you forgotten why you came here?"
"I..." Cheng Xining's eyes reddened, and she nearly cried, "There are so many people here, how do you expect me to talk about it?"
Ruan Yiqian took a deep breath, turned to the sales clerk, and said, "The thing is, we came here because of the incident where someone stole a piece of clothing from your store yesterday."