The beautiful sales associate revealed a formulaic smile and gently asked, "May I ask if your surname is Qiao?"
Qiao Xi sensed something was amiss, recalling what Old Chen had mentioned about them being followed; she knew today's trip out wouldn't be easy.
Perhaps the Lu Family and the Xiang Family had some surprises waiting for her.
Yet, when faced with the sales associate's inquiry, Qiao Xi calmly said, "Yes, my surname is Qiao."
The beautiful sales associate said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao. Our store is not serving any customers surnamed Qiao today." Her words were apologetic, but her tone lacked any sincerity.
Today, they all received a notice from the prestigious Lu Family's Young Master, forbidding service to anyone surnamed Qiao. All twenty high-end brands on this entire floor were the same, none could serve them.
They weren't idiots; there were no prestigious, noble families surnamed Qiao in the Imperial Capital.