At this moment, the Chanel saleswoman came over with a professional smile and said, "Ms. Jiang, I've brought the golden RUBAN necklace you wanted. Would you like to try it on?"
"Uh, no, not today. Maybe some other time."
Jiang Wanyi quickly waved her hands, dragging her husband to leave.
"What could be more important than shopping? Try it on, I'll help advise you."
Liew Menglu laughed, stopping the couple, and took the necklace from the saleswoman, examining it closely: "It's quite exquisite, Wan Yi, you have good taste. Try it on your neck, let me help you put it on."
Jiang Wanyi didn't know what game Liew Menglu was playing. They had just fought fiercely yesterday, and now you want to help me with the necklace?
Have you freaking lost your memory?
When Liew Menglu's palm raised the necklace to her chest, she had no choice but to cooperate, cursing in her mind.
Because the longer she stayed here, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she also despised her own husband more.