Chapter 286 - Impertinence (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When the words left Su Qingsang’s lips, a shadow crossed the retail assistants’ faces.
The boutique carried high-end women’s clothing which exuded luxury. Every piece of clothing was one of its kind and came in a single piece per style. It came as no surprise that the retail assistants felt indignant at having their luxurious boutique’s clothes labeled as shoddy.
It was apparent, however, that the customers in the store were of high social standing. Prudence needed to be exercised by the retail assistants. They were not supposed to show any of their distaste.
The person who looked visibly agitated was Luo Meishan, as the words clearly struck a nerve in her. If her mockery of Su Qingsang was interpreted that way, it would reflect poorly on her.
“In what way am I saying the clothes here are shoddy?” Luo Meishan was riled by Su Qingsang’s words. “I’m merely saying you have poor taste.”
“Patronizing this boutique reflects that I have poor taste?” Su Qingsang looked Luo Meishan over once and scoffed, “Then the three of you must have poor taste too.”
Luo Meishan was at a loss for words from Su Qingsang’s rebuttal. Song Youhe narrowed her eyes and recalled her past few encounters with Su Qingsang. Su Qingsang had never shown such confidence before.
What on earth is this attitude she has? Having a formidable status has really emboldened her, hasn’t it?
“I see that you are fumbling over your words, Meishan. It’s obvious that you were saying she is disreputable and does not have the sophistication to pick nice clothes. Why did you imply the clothes are shoddy? Oh, how silly of you…” Song Youhe said.
Seemingly reproachful of Luo Meishan, Song Youhe had, in fact, criticized Su Qingsang.
Su Qingsang nodded, “So, in your opinion, clothes are more highly-regarded than people. No wonder callous people like you are nothing without your flashy clothes.”
“Su Qingsang, why are you so berating?”
Luo Meishan was enraged and she pointed an accusing finger at Su Qingsang, her face twisted with anger.
Clearing her throat, Su Qingsang took a step back. “I didn’t berate anyone. If you choose to think I did, however, I can’t stop you too.”
Su Peizhen had not spoken the whole time. She stood a few feet away from Su Qingsang and watched as a wry smile spread across Su Qingsang’s her face as she messed with Luo Meishan and Song Youhe.