Chapter 15: Ask Him for Money

At least the Canary has money to spend, while I'm just fed like a pig.

Angry, I decided not to eat and went back to my room to sleep.

Before I slept, Sister Cai knocked on my door, holding my dress, and asked me, "Miss Xia, do you need this dress washed? It looks very expensive, should I send it to the dry cleaners?"

The dress, that ridiculously expensive dress!

I leapt out of bed and snatched the dress from her arms, "No need, no need, it's not dirty."

"Oh, then have a good night," Sister Cai said as she turned and closed the door.

I held the dress and carefully checked the inside label.

I was clever enough not to cut off the label. Now the dress is clean, I've only worn it once, and if I return it tomorrow, I'll have twenty thousand yuan.

And the purse and earrings too, I have all the receipts, I'll return them all tomorrow.

As for the high heels, that's a waste. I walked quite a bit tonight, the soles are surely worn, so they can't be returned.

With the money, I'll go and have the surgery.

I'm going to abort this child.

I touched my lower abdomen and turned off the light, staring at the pitch-black ceiling.

It's not that I'm cruel, it's that I can't give birth to this child of unknown origin.

A life should come into this world clearly and cleanly.

If I leave, I will also tell him it's not that I don't love him, but that I cannot give him even a shred of love.

The next day I slept in and, after breakfast, I had Driver He take me to Sheng Tang.

He must have been wondering what an unemployed woman was doing at the mall all day.

I walked straight into the mall, straight to Huang Long and went directly to that boutique.

The sales assistant was the same one as the day before, quite enthusiastic when she saw me, "Miss, we just got some new styles today, let me show them to you."

I pushed away her hand, showing her that there was no sucker behind me to pay, and handed her the bag in my hand.

She looked at me with confusion, "What do you mean?"

"I'm returning this."

She seemed to not believe her ears, "What did you say?"

I took out a guarantee from the shopping bag for her to see, which clearly stated that an item could be returned or exchanged within one week, as long as it hadn't been damaged or soiled.

Nowadays, even premium stores have a humanized management; otherwise, they couldn't do good business.

The sales assistant looked at me with a complicated expression and then took the shopping bag from my hand, meticulously inspecting the clothes.

Go ahead and inspect. Anyway, I had already checked and you couldn't find any flaws.

Several sales staff gathered around and looked for a long time while I coldly watched from the side, "If you damage the clothes while inspecting them, it will be on you."

They only stopped after hearing that and reluctantly began processing my return.

"I need the card number."

"What card number?"

"The bank card number used to purchase this dress!" the sales assistant said blankly.

"No need for that, just give me cash."

"That won't do. We refund to the same channel that was used for payment. If you paid with a bank card, we have to refund to that card."

Damn it, if it's refunded to Sang Qi's card, what does it have to do with me?

Needless to say, the jewelry and purse were also bought with Sang Qi's card, and a refund would only go back to his account.

I sat on the couch, trying to figure out what I should do.

If I return it and it goes back to his card, I'm effectively out of a dress. He played me like this, I can't let him off so easily.

The sales associates were discussing me in a volume loud enough for me to hear.

"I knew it, even if someone bought it for her, she couldn't afford to wear it. Look, she's returning it the very next day."

"That's the fate of the poor, trying to wear luxury brands like others."

I really don't understand, we're all toiling masses, how do you become so snobbish just by working in a boutique?

Or maybe it's the environment that influences them, making them think they're better than everyone else.

I stood up and walked over to them, and they backed away guiltily for several steps.

I negotiated with them, "Give me cash. For the dress worth 19,998 yuan, I'll take just fifteen thousand, the rest is for your tip."

They looked at each other, one of them who was especially attentive to me yesterday showed annoyance, "You're trying to drag us down with you, get us fired! Stop having that kind of idea."

I knew it would be like this, the company probably has rules, and they wouldn't dare to do it.

"Then process the return, back to the credit card."

"Are you sure?" They looked at me.

"Positive."

They probably wanted to say, if not returned, at least there's still a designer dress.

I'm just a pauper, what would I do with such fine clothes.

After returning the dress, I also returned the clutch and jewelry, all back to the credit card.

Then, I dug out the breakfast receipt from yesterday morning when I treated Yao Keyi and planned to seek payment from Sang Qi.

But of course, I couldn't go to his office; security wouldn't even let me upstairs.

I'm not as silly as Yao Keyi, arguing with security downstairs would only make Sang Qi dislike her more.

I had seen Sang Qi's schedule yesterday, and I knew he had an appointment at noon today.

The other party was a woman, and she had business dealings with him.

I went to that restaurant, aside from plain water which was free and I could afford, there was nothing else within my budget.

All I could do was sit there, but my stomach was very hungry; I almost wished Little Jin would bring me food.

The waiter looked at me with impatience, luckily the restaurant wasn't busy at noon, or else they'd definitely complain about me taking up a table for nothing.

The woman sitting opposite Sang Qi was very beautiful and flirtatious, her eyes full of tender feelings as she looked at him.

No wonder Sang Qi is so arrogant, all the women around him adore him.

Males spoiled by adoration, huh.

Sang Qi went to the restroom in the middle of the meal, while I casually sat at my seat playing with my phone. After a while, I noticed someone standing beside my table from the corner of my eye.

Looking at the carefully stitched edges of his suit, I could tell it was hand-made.

In this day and age, the only person who could afford a custom suit and would approach me was just one person.

There was no escaping it, so I looked up at him with a playful smile, "What a coincidence, huh?"

"Coincidence?" He laughed coldly, "So coincidental that I come here to eat and you come here to drink the restaurant's water and play games?"

"It's not like you own the western restaurant."

"You checked my schedule?" It's refreshing dealing with a smart person; no need to guess and wonder.

"I even memorized an entire month's worth, all up here." I pointed to my head, "President Sang is just so charismatic, I want to follow you around this whole month."

Instead of getting angry, he laughed, "An unemployed young woman sure has a lot of free time."

"You won't give me a job anyway." I glanced at his table, he had ordered the surf and turf special, half a lobster, half a steak, and half a grilled quail, hardly touched.

"Are you still eating that?" I pointed at his table.

He didn't understand what I meant, "Hmm?"

"If you won't give me a job, at least give me something to eat." I stood up, walked over to his table, picked up his large plate, took it back to my table, and then gave him a mischievous smile before burying my head to eat heartily.