After paying, Wang Zhiling was escorted out by the manager.
"Haha, now who's the one without even the qualification to enter?!"
Li Xiaoli cheered gleefully as she watched Wang Zhiling, carrying lots of stuff, standing at the doorway unable to enter.
"Karma!" Liu Mengting also felt content. The other party had always mocked them with superior airs, but now the tables had turned and she got a taste of her own medicine.
"Don't get too ahead of yourselves. Remember, we came here to buy clothes for me!"
With a flushed face, Wang Zhiling tugged at her own clothes, shouting resentfully, "Manager, do you have this piece of clothing in your store? I want one exactly the same."
The manager looked her over with confusion and shook his head, saying:
"I'm sorry, but this is a limited edition. Tianhong Building only had this one."
"Really, there are no more?"