Chapter 12 Swallow Your Pride to Me

Because she was worried that An Zaili would cheat, she had bound all his cards to her as supplementary cards, so she would be alerted to any expenditure.

"This little bitch! She's going to be the death of me!" Du Xinlan immediately stood up, "No, I'm going to freeze that card right now! Otherwise, that little bitch will max it out!"

An Yirou's eyes flickered with cunning as she took hold of her hand, "Don't be in such a hurry. I'll go shopping with Chenyu later, and then you can..."

A glint of sharpness flashed in Du Xinlan's eyes, "Fine, we'll do that when the time comes!"

Meanwhile, An Yan and Su Yue walked into the ROSE brand women's clothing store.

Suddenly, Su Yue spotted a woman leading a little girl past them, the girl holding a rainbow ice cream cone in her hand.

She swallowed hard, "I really want one, Baby Yan, wait for me a sec, I'll go buy two."

"Your period is almost here, and you still want to eat? Be careful of a stomachache!"

Su Yue stuck out her tongue, "Just this once, wait for me!"

Watching her trot off, An Yan shook her head with a smile.

She turned and walked over to a row of new arrivals, looking at one style that seemed pretty good and was about to take a closer look.

But just as her hand landed on the clothes rail, another hand suddenly darted out and clutched the rail as well.

An Yan looked sideways to find An Yirou smiling innocently.

"Sister, you're shopping too?"

An Yan said with a heavy voice, "You really like grabbing what belongs to others, don't you?"

"Sister, I think this dress suits me better." An Yirou glanced over at the impeccably dressed Fu Chenyu, "Brother Chengyu, don't you think so?"

Fu Chenyu looked at An Yan who was wearing an unspecified tracksuit. Although her outfit was rather loose, it did not hinder the display of her exquisite figure.

Truth be told, she was stunning enough to dazzle the eyes.

He found himself increasingly fond of her, and his lips curled, "Why don't you both try it on and see who looks the prettiest in it. Whoever does gets the dress."

This champagne-colored long gown featuring an off-the-shoulder design and an ankle-length hem was exceptionally dignified and elegant, with the most dazzling aspect being the circle of Brazilian diamonds around the neckline. Any woman who wore it would surely fully showcase her graceful and luxurious temperament.

Fu Chenyu would not pass up such an opportunity to admire An Yan up close.

An Yirou, unaware of the man's thoughts, merely believed that he suggested this contest to better humiliate An Yan.

An Yirou's eyes curved with a smile, "Sister, how about we have a little competition?"

An Yan sneered coldly, "Are you prettier or do you have a better figure than me? You can't compare to me in any aspect, and yet you swagger around here. Isn't that just asking for humiliation? Weren't you wailing yesterday about how your face was ruined? And now you're out shopping today. It seems your skin is thicker than the city walls!"

The smile on An Yirou's lips stiffened; she hadn't expected that after the kidnapping, An Yan would change so drastically, her tongue becoming viciously sharp.

It seemed she had been provoked, and her desire for revenge had grown extremely strong.

An Yirou pressed herself against Fu Chenyu, "If it weren't for the imported ointment Brother Chengyu gave me, the scalding hot water would have ruined my face thanks to sister!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard it.

"How can a sister be so malicious?"

"Exactly, this is just pure jealousy because someone else is pretty!"

"Look at that, seeming pure on the surface but with a heart like a venomous snake!"

...

The sales associates and customers in the store discussed animatedly with their various opinions.

An Yirou was originally quite smug, but when she saw that An Yan was unaffected by these comments, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

She thought An Yan had incredibly thick skin, having become immune to all poison. She had to humiliate An Yan immediately and in another way.

She glanced at the price tag, "Sister, this dress is quite expensive. It's priced at one million three hundred and seventy thousand."

"I'll take the dress." An Yan pulled back forcefully, causing An Yirou to stagger, "Don't you know what first come, first served means?"

An Yirou looked wronged, "Then I'll just have to give it up to sister."

Hearing this, An Yan raised her eyebrows.

Over these three months, An Yirou was the type who, if there was even the smallest thing she cared about, she would snatch it away.

Of course, Fu Chenyu was the exception.

Now, if she could say she would give something to her, there must be some trick behind it.

She gave An Yirou a cold glance, turned around, and handed the dress and card to the sales clerk.

The sales clerk respectfully received it with both hands, revealing a professional but fake smile, "I'll check you out right away, please wait a moment."

An Yirou looked on as if watching a play, her lips curled with a smug smile.

Shortly after, the sales clerk came over, handing back the card, "I'm sorry, miss, your card has been frozen."

An Yirou, leaning on Fu Chenyu, walked over and whispered, "Sister, your card has been frozen huh, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it!"

She looked at the sales clerk with a very apologetic look, "My sister here is from the countryside, there's no money in her card, you must have laughed at us."

The way the sales clerk looked at An Yan changed, from respect to scorn.

Just then, the store manager came over, and upon seeing An Yirou, his eyes lit up, bowing with great respect, "Miss An has come, may I know which item caught Miss An's eye this time?"

The sales clerk quickly stepped forward, "It's this Coco-designed piece."

The store manager gave a knowing look, "Then aren't you going to wrap it up for Miss An?"

"Yes, I'll wrap it up right away," the salesperson nodded and bowed, ready to receive the card that Fu Chenyu passed over.

"Did I say I wasn't buying it?" An Yan glanced at the few people before her.

The sales clerk whispered to the store manager, who then sized up An Yan, contempt filling his gaze, "Miss, Miss An is a VIP customer of our store, and she has the priority right to choose."

"Priority choice means that under the circumstances of a reservation, VIP customers enjoy the right to choose first, but that doesn't mean they can snatch from others, does it!" An Yan scoffed, "Are you bullying me because I don't understand the meaning of VIP?"

The store manager gave a mocking smile, "Do you have money?"

"Did I ever say I didn't? Are you looking down on me like some snobbish hound?"

The store manager choked, his face extremely unattractive.

An Yirou sighed lightly, "Sister, why bother with this pride, after all, quick words are of no use in the end, you still have to pull out real money." She was certain that An Yan didn't have a penny to her name and wanted to see how she would end up, to let her be scorned by everyone.

Fu Chenyu sneered and stepped up to An Yan, whispering, "If you soften up to me, I'll give you the dress."

An Yan's brows slightly furrowed, she scoffed lightly, "Mr. Fu, hold out your palm and breathe on it."

Fu Chenyu paused, not understanding the meaning, but did as told.

An Yan smiled, "How many years has that mouth of yours been pickled? What a stench, huh?"

Fu Chenyu clenched his teeth in anger, "Don't refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit! If I don't smooth things over for you, let's see how you end this! You know, this shopping mall belongs to the Fu Family! Without my saying, you can't buy anything today!"

"Oh really!" An Yan's lips curled up with a mocking arc, "I always thought it was Fu Shiyan who called the shots in the Fu Family! I didn't realize it was you!"

Fu Chenyu's eyes turned even colder, "How dare you use my younger uncle against me?"

An Yan cocked an eyebrow and lifted her chin slightly, "Seems like your back is all better!"

Fu Chenyu: "..."

Meanwhile, at Yinsha International, President Yu was following a smartly dressed gentleman, cautiously explaining this quarter's business operations to him.

"President Fu, our turnover for Yinsha has risen by 3 percentage points over the previous quarter."

Fu Shiyan's handsome and profound face was cold and indifferent, his thin and sharp lips barely parted, "However, according to my information, the difference between two quarters is 4 percentage points, where did the remaining point go?"

President Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead; although the shopping mall's air conditioning was ample, he was sweating profusely.

He swallowed, "That, that..."

Fu Shiyan turned to look at Han Yang, "One point represents more than a billion, investigate where that money went, no mercy to the culprits!"

Han Yang nodded, "Understood!"

His eyes glanced over and he stepped forward to remind, "President Fu, I saw Miss An Yan."