"Who gave you permission to buy this? I already said I wanted this dress—are you deaf?" Nan Huiru's face flushed red as she shouted aggressively at Ji Wei.
"Mrs. Nan, this dress was indeed picked out first by Miss Ji. You should—"
The shop assistant, seeing Nan Huiru go too far, tried to intervene, but Nan Huiru shoved her hard, causing her to fall to the floor. "Get out of here! This is none of your business!"
The assistant's head hit the marble pillar by the dressing table, making her eyes red from the pain, though she dared not cry out.
Ji Wei, seeing Nan Huiru's unreasonable behavior, raised her eyes to meet the aggressive glare and responded coolly and sharply, "Mrs. Nan, if you have anger, take it out on me. This young girl has nothing to do with this. Pushing someone like that is unbecoming of a lady from a prestigious family."
"I didn't realize Miss Ji had any sense of compassion left. Your spoiled behavior is far worse than mine—what right do you have to lecture me?"
