To My Dear Mr. Huo - Chapter 286

Chapter 286: Impertinence

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.

 She narrowed her eyes and became absolutely sure of one thing.

 For more than twenty years, while living with Su Family, Su Qingsang had been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Looking at her now, there was no trace of her past wariness and cautious demeanor.

 She had been fooled by Su Qingsang and she was afraid that Li Qianxue had been fooled too.

 “Su Qingsang, don’t you gloat. You’re so brazen only because you have affiliated yourself with Huo Jinyao. If not for him, you…”

 Luo Meishan had not finished what she was saying when the fitting room’s door was opened. Xiang Caiping headed in the women’s direction.

 “Qingsang, what do you think of this outfit?”

 She looked up and caught sight of the young ladies beside Qingsang, who were not dressed as retail assistants.

 “Qingsang?”

 “Aunt Xiang, it’s alright.” Su Qingsang turned her attention away from Su Peizhen and her entourage.

 Su Peizhen had nothing to do with her. Su Qingsang wanted to focus on fostering a positive mother-daughter relationship with Xiang Caiping. She naturally would not be bothered by those who were irrelevant.

 “It’s quite flattering, better than the rest of what was picked out. This one’s nice too.”

 She handed the clothes she had picked out just now, the ones which Luo Meishan had criticized, to Xiang Caiping. “Aunt Xiang, try these ones on too.”

 “There is no need to. Why should I purchase so many pieces of clothing? I’ll just get what I need for my stay here.”

 Xiang Caiping gave a wave of her hand. She knew that her daughter meant well and she was touched. This thoughtfulness was enough for her, she didn’t need too many clothes.

 What piqued her curiosity now were the young ladies who were being impertinent toward her daughter.